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“This carriage is running fare to Eternity Palace and the surrounding market. Anywhere else and I’m gonna need double the shillings. You don’t like it, find another coachman.” That was the thing, there weren’t any other coachmen in Higher Avalon. None that were worth their salt, anyways. Impatient, Jacob readjusted his grip on the reins as Gunpowder softly snorted, almost in synch with his owner. “You taking the ride or not?”
“The last time I checked, it was the decree of the Baroness that stipulated rides free of charge for myself and my associates. You wouldn’t charge me for a trip to my own palace, would you?”














