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At last, civilization! Or at least what passes for it in these dark days. It's been a long road, and your belly rumbles for a fine meal, almost as much as your tongue longs for a the taste of an exotic wine or a fine ale, and your back, sore from so many nights sleeping under the stars, eagerly anticipates one of the city's fine inns and feather beds.

But before you can enjoy those comforts, you must speak to the suspicious city guards, perhaps learn of the latest gossip, and convince them your intentions are pure. Perhaps the Bard should do the talking...

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