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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GodOfCheese" data-source="post: 1581357" data-attributes="member: 19170">Chloe and Davron, hot on Zara's trail...Davron and Chloe crouch in the shadows at the mouth of the alley.  “There,” he says.  “They went over there.”There are not very many wooden structures in Millington.  The wind and driving spring rains rot them very quickly, and dwarves prefer to build from stone, or at least mud, given the chance.  However, having an ample supply of wood floating down the river encourages some people to build such flimsy shelters.Four heavy-looking men stand a silent guard in front of the delapidated wooden building a few dozen yards ahead.  The building, really not much more than an old barn, is practically nestled against the northern protective wall, which is itself in poor shape because Millington has no real enemies to the North*.  “I can’t imagine many people come this way,” Chloe ventures.  “It’d make a good hideout.”Davron points to a few stones on the ground.  “They were dragging her at this point.  The stones must have scratched her feet, because there’s more blood, and it’s been smeared.”*there are no settlements at all to the North for several hundred miles until you reach the mountains, under which is the Dwarven Landhold.  The Landhold and the Empire have a shaky peace, though because Millington was originally part of the Landhold, it might or might not be considered friendly to that city.  Beyond the mountains lies Axiardalon's Waste, and no mere wall could protect Millington from the Great White Wyrm.</blockquote>

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