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“It’s coming,” the barbarian said, his back bracing against the door. On the other side of the heavy oak, thundering footsteps were approaching fast. The wizard raised her staff. The tip flared searing white in preparation as the thief and cleric dived under a table.
I heard a great snuffling and sniffing, followed by an earsplitting roar.
“Listen up, bard.” The barbarian said, glaring dangers at me. “You’re the one that recruited the dragon into the party, so you have to be the one to explain why it can’t follow us to the tavern. We’re barely welcome as it is!”

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