Gulum-Ei’s Dealings

Gulum-Ei’s Dealings _A fence. A thief. Nothing new. Good old._ With a sigh, Gulum-Ei kicked his feet off. Usual seat. Usual meal. Usual schedule. In a way, the aging Argonian was satisfied that his entire life had followed that perfected routine...

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