A busy wine bar on Manhatten

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The sound of clinking glasses and tipsy laughter filled the bar as a man wearing an elaborately decorative mask entered and picked his way through the crowd to an empty and secluded booth at the back of the establishment.

Sitting down, he motioned for a waitress and ordered an expensive bottle of imported Gallian wine. Sitting back and waiting for his order to arrive, he placed his feet on the table casually and began flipping through a dataslate with picture captures of a heated battle in a scap field, his eyes occasionally flicking to the entrance as if waiting for someone to come through...

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Dublin Miner: I am Gallic admiral earning money in Bretonia.

True story...