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"How nice of you to drop in and see me." The old man carefully puts down his goose-feather quill on the lecturn before him. "I don't believe we've been introduced. I am Archmagus Canis Maestus of House Jerbiton. Welcome to the covenant. As you can see, this is our council chamber - it was built in the 1100th year of the Age of Aries by the Master Builder Henre de Lavier. It has a quite fascinating history... still, I'm sure that architecture is the last thing that is on your mind." He gestures, and a large book gently floats from a shelf on the other side of the chamber and bobs its way to the hands of the archmagus. Somewhere in the distance, a dog howls out its sorrow to the world. "Now, which particular Rules are you interested in, young one?"
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