An unfolded letter sits on the messy desk of Mardu Mancino, Sergeant of the Allirian City Guard. Read once and tossed aside. The man himself paces at the window, looking down upon the rainy streets below, thoughts elsewhere. The letter reads:
Sergeant --
The Council has approved your...
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