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Chapter 4-1
Chapter 4Old Bones and Brew was situated smack dab in the center of Restormell Village. The building, like many others in the village, was made of stone. It rose three floors with a crown of steeply gabled, thatched roof, and high arched windows marking rooms which are rented by the night, week, or by the month. Zofia peered up at the wooden sign above her head, which pictured a black cauldron with two cross bones over it as she pulled up on her communal broom. Communal brooms were used by anyone who didn't happen to have their own and needed one in a snap. They were always stationed near the door of any shop, or building where wizards or sorceresses tended to gather. In fact there was a platoon of brooms lined up against the tavern as she hopped off the one she'd used. Fortunately, the ca
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