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You are standing outside the shop of Burcanius.
It is shuttered and closed.
You put an eye to a crack in the shutters. It is dark inside, but you can just make out what look like beams of wood on the floor.
Your heart begins to race !
From below one of the beams you can see a boot sticking out.
A hand grasps you by the shoulder. It is a soldier. He looks
familiar. He says "Slaves running errands, should do so and not keep their masters waiting."
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