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... s in the past weeks, and they had finally reached Avalon under the golden glow of the setting sun before them. Their creaking wooden carts bore the heavy load of their cargo, hoping to make their very first exchange under the banners of the Quickfeet and Goldlight Guilds. At the helm of the leading cart with four horses sat Alvor, his face tired but resolute. Unlike the subordinates his superiors placed under him, creating one of the largest caravans the two guilds had ever produced, he carried ...
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