Spritely feet hopped down from the thin and ever so slightly crooked steps of a small and rather colourful wagon, they were chasing the sound of a singing kettle, and a bubbling pot. Caring hands reached down as cracking knees bent, and the whistling grew more quiet as it was taken from the small fire and laid to rest on a patch of dirt.
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Dwarven Caravan Market July 9th, 2026 |
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