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(Spondule bikes towards Ransallet: a village built out of the enormous reddish husks of old ironclads and other scrapped metal forms. It is built in a series of rock-walled round terraces. A central round, grassy space just past the gate has a large depression and fireplace in its center. Yorel’s narrow watchtower stands to one side of the gate. There are a few villagers milling around)

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