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It's been a long night and there is still a while yet till first light. But he cannot abide opening any more chests with old treasures - and memories, let's not forget memories - tonight. So he has gone here instead and has settled down close to the fire, a mug of mulled, spicy wine at hand and a slightly distant look in his eyes.
Who knows, he might be sleeping.
He wouldn't mind distraction. Anything to take his mind off the neatly ordered piles of notes, maps and lists, left over from The Last Alliance.
Who knows, he might be sleeping.
He wouldn't mind distraction. Anything to take his mind off the neatly ordered piles of notes, maps and lists, left over from The Last Alliance.