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Chapter Thirty-Eight: Malasadas
The following morning, Elise made breakfast for an excitable Jorgen and well rested Astredian, who was happy enough to tell the old monk all about their plans for the guild - though he deftly avoided or gave vague responses to questions revolving around his relationship with the ranger. They parted ways after a breakfast of coffee, pancakes, sausages and fried eggs, Elise heading to the Low Market Ward while Astredian headed to the upper district. While there were market boards in every ward, even one in the main square of the Ragland Ward, Elise thought it would be better to have a look around and see what wares the vendors had, as they rotated their stock with regular frequency. The ranger was in a good mood, turning her face up to the sun, humming tunelessly as she reached the Lower M
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