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With a spring in his step, Hamelin moved through Tremon eying the bustling industry of the still-relatively small settlement. He rarely returned here, except when business demanded it, and every time he did, something new had been introduced to the townscape. A well here, a new foundation for a house there; a new set of merchants arriving for the first time, or, as now, an entire contingent of the army, settled only a few hours ride away from the town palisade. Seeing the clueless faces of the townsfolk made him giddy with excitement about the upcoming chaos. There was no malice on his parts toward these unwitting participants in the upcoming showdown between himself and the kingdom; indeed, these people meant nothing to him at all. As a creature of the night, he bothered only with his o