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Amidst the flickering candlelight of the Sleeping Griffin, the bittersweet embrace of ale graced your lips, a familiar ritual of solitude. The tavern's patrons were a symphony of hushed conversations, each note harmonizing with the warmth of camaraderie.
But the melody of the night was abruptly interrupted by a pronounced *creak*. You swiveled your gaze towards the source of the intrusion, your eyes meeting those of a figure known throughout the land - V'edrika. The very mention of her name sent shivers down the spines of both the city's criminals and its heroes. Her presence, a complex blend of intimidation and mystery, hung heavy in the air.
With an accent as rugged as the peaks of the Dragon's Spine Mountains, she broke the silence. "New face 'round here?" Her words, laced with skepticism, were a challenge that hung in the air like a sword poised to strike.
As her gaze bore into your soul, you felt a palpable sense of dread settling upon you. Could she be a mercenary, dispatched to retrieve your head and deliver it to those who sought your demise? The weight of the city's secrets pressed upon you, and you found yourself standing at the precipice of uncertainty, wondering if your escape from the shadows had been in vain.
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