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Vindson
The ageing smith gestured behind himself, where the town of Lockesville was. "There have been a lot of new arrivals in town lately. And I honestly can't recall having seen as many elves in one place since we travelled together through the kingdoms of the elves."
"I came to you to ask whether you've heard anything more than I have about this sudden influx of adventurers, all seemingly coming at random? Have you any insight to offer into why they're all here?"
Even if it was momentarily good for Vindson's business, he did not like so many new faces in town. He had to admit that it was probably a sign of age. The older he got, the more he got settled into a daily routine, which these adventurers arriving in Lockesville disturbed.
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