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... ass Lira shoved into his hand.
"It’s not poison," she said, grinning. "Mostly."
They sat at a low-lit table in the corner of the Rustbrine Tavern, one of the safer—and less vomit-scented—spots near the Hollowtrade Nexus. Hazen was leaned back, arms crossed, boots kicked up. Dren stood at the bar, silently watching the door like he expected something to come through it and explode.
"You’re lucky," Lira said to Frank, swirling her drink. "Most newbies get hazed. We didn’t e ...
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