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			<title>Prologue;</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;		The warm, sunny summer day had come to an end with a cold, damp night. The streets of Fairgate were empty, aside from the usual drunks and beggars. The only lights were coming from the houses of those who were up late, the tavern, and the great Fairgate castle.	It is in Fairgate castle where..</description>
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