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Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

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Chapter 59 Mrs. Lawrence

After agreeing on the trading price, seeing that Shard had a troubled expression, Old John added,

"This price actually isn't too much of a disadvantage for you, I can even give you a new wand for free, so we're even."

He pointed to the one hanging behind Shard on the wall of the shop, used as a decoration, with a lion's head at the top. The dust that settled on it made it look very much like an antique:

"I can assure you, even if you check the prices elsewhere, you won't find a better deal... Come back next time to support my business, and I can offer you a discount."

Shard stared at him, as Old John, smiling, took out ten one-pound notes from the biscuit tin under the counter:

"You might want to think it over."

After much arguing, Shard finally left with twelve pounds and five shillings, a new wand, and a membership of Old John's Pawnshop.