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Night is closing in and the shops that line the narrow street are shutting their doors. Lanterns flare into life, their yellow glow warming the chill west wind as the townsfolk return to their homes at the end of another day’s trading. But there is one shop where the doors remain open. The sign hanging from its balcony reads:

RHOLA RHADA—MAPMAKER

If you wish to enter the shop, turn to 147.

If you prefer to continue along the street, turn to 204.