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... me dampened only slightly by the leather of the tents. Nearly a hundred Legionnaires bent over anvils and worktables as they focused on their work. The smell of sweat and smoke filled the air in a thick, pungent cloud.
It wasn’t hard for Quintus to pick out Gareth among them. The massive bear-like figure of walked amongst the stations, evaluating the men’s work and occasionally interrupting with a correction. As Quintus approached, the blacksmith straightened to his rather impressive hei ...
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