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He nods, then narrows his eyes. Quickly looking around, the stranger shuffles his stool closer to your own.

You notice that ...

"You look a little lost is all. People gotta be weary these days, what with the king's constant taxes, marauding soldiers wandering the country and talk of spies, witches and demons"

His face brightens a little.

"What brings you to our little demesne? Passing through or will you be looking to stay a little longer?"

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