The 3 Seas

Jace’s chance came at an unexpected moment, in a way that only served to reassure him that fate was indeed on his side: Prit sent him away.
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The afternoon turned into evening, which slowly faded into night with little sign of business slowing at Prit’s tavern on the hill. When the hours wore on and the gruff tavern keeper began to grumble and grow surly, Jace came to understand that this was going to be one of those nights, where the rum kept flowing until long after the last lights had burned out in the town below. Old Prit would complain that he needed his sleep, but he wouldn’t turn away a crowd of this size.
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