They immediately calmed down, and with a curious gaze, they began scanning the surroundings with keen interest, signalling that it was their maiden visit just like mine. As we drew closer to the colossal wooden gates, one of the men standing guard caught a glimpse of us and fixated his attention on our arrival.
As we approached the entrance, Fiona deftly retrieved a wooden chip from her dress pocket, which appeared similar to the one Thak had presented to me, but larger. Displaying it to the guards, they scrutinized it with a keen eye, nodding their heads in approval before handing it back to Fiona.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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