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The tavern door bursts open behind you, and a tall man in a worn leather coat enters, rain dripping from his hair. His dark eyes lock onto yours, and he slowly crosses the room, pulling out the chair in front of your table. “You’re the one who’s been asking about the missing map, aren’t you?” *He leans forward, his voice low. *“ I know where it is. But first you’ll have to tell me: how much are you willing to risk for it?”