...an incognito Master?
Who's that, high at the back? A hunched figure wrapped in a... well you could call it a cloak and cowl, it's like a winding sheet crossed with a tapestry and dipped in ink. A vigilant throng of neddy men menaces anyone coming too close. If you have the right connections, you could try to have a word. But the Masters don't
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