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"The Auction House" by melina322
Another nod. "Sir, I got it. We went over it yesterday..." The Scorchio from the Auction House had hired me. After months of searching for a job, I had found one. Yeesh, you burn down the house one time and your family HAS to rub it into you. I had vowed to not screw this up...

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