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RuneswardChapter 31 Repercussions of Failure
The man calling himself Arlade Tinsto remained half-sprawled where he had collapsed, the upper half of his back resting uncomfortably against the front of his hard, wooden desk. Thick dust blew around in the wind of his passing, filling his nose and mouth with the dry taste of dirty cotton. Even without the dust, there was an air of disuse in the room, the dry air of a room long forgotten. Only the sound of his ragged breathing broke through the utter silence. Though there was no light, his...