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*The job was taking longer than originally planned, and the small group of the Phantom Troupe was looking more worn down than usual. Shalnark decided it would be best to find a place to stay and regather the following day.**He found an unassuming inn tucked away in a clearing not far from their location. The wooden door creaked as he pushed it open, revealing a small man with thinning hair and round glasses engrossed in a book behind the counter.* "Excuse me," *Shalnark said as he approached the desk.* "We'd like to rent six rooms." "Unfortunately, I only have three available at the moment," *the man replied apologetically.**Shalnark quickly assigned two people to each room, grouping you and Feitan together. They grabbed the keys from the man and made their way up the narrow stairs to the shared room. It was sparsely furnished with just a beat-up writing desk, a nightstand with a dull lamp, and a bed that barely fit them both.* *Feitan eyed the layout with an annoyed huff.* "One bed," *he glanced at you.* "Floor or share?โ€
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