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The hideout turned out to be a wooden building, old and partially rotten. There was no one standing at the entrance, but Adilik managed to avoid the attention of everyone wandering around in this part of Tristram.
"Yeah, right." - the assassin whistled, entering the premises. "Even their bandit hideouts are pathetic. I bet their information merchants will be just as bad."

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