Commander Alexandria Quinzell of the Order of the White Raven let out a deep but quiet sigh into the mug of cider she was currently nursing. It was directed at the man who sat opposite her, though he seemed completely oblivious to the slowly rising irritation of his Commander. Between them was a...
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