"It lost its voice. Bronzeshield Fortress never again heard it sing." The Storyteller sighs. "It was still fun

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"It lost its voice. Bronzeshield Fortress never again heard it sing." The Storyteller sighs. "It was still functional, and the weapons made on it were durable, but nothing more. No master ever managed to craft a masterpiece there again."

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