I think Tenkar's refrain here of "just let the market decide" is not quite right, but I appreciate his coverage of this topic.
You come upon a ruined hamlet, villagers all fled or slaughtered
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It's the bowl. Someone might find it in any old shop, it is earthenware
mixed from the bones of the last shaman of Nilotte.
Whosoever eats from the bo...

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