"My treasure..." Perplexion cascades down the wizard's face. "You let it slip through your fingers... I know e

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"My treasure..." Perplexion cascades down the wizard's face. "You let it slip through your fingers... I know exactly where it is right now, but it's no use... I'll be chasing it forever..." Bartholomew turns back to his flasks and vials, his hands trembling.

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"My treasure..." Perplexion cascades down the wizard's face. "You let it slip… — Kingmaker