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Synthia jumped slightly when the bell on the door rang. It was the first time she'd heard it from the inside. Quickly she looked up and saw a young blonde woman looking around nervously. "Erm...am I in the right place?" she tentatively asked Synthia. "I came in regards your sign."...

Frowning, Synthia picked up the list of possible trips that Anorast had listed. None interested her. She knew there were few trolls left in Mordor worth hunting; she herself had helped exterminate the last of the despicable creatures. Dragon hunting was pointless, and the dwarves would be after the ...