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Under Merchant
Old and ruined much like the surrounding environment. So deep that escape is seemingly impossible, yet heading downwards is a death wish. Knobbly hands make quick work of wooden scrap creating a makeshift outpost in the hellish environment.
All matter of adventurer and monster flotsam rises towards the surface. The old hob reaches down and scoops it up. Buffing, fixing and reselling anything worth selling. Cut throat deals in the guts of the land.
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