The town's orc tailor is making your festival coat. The left cuff, he insists, needs yet another fitting.
Meet Dorgath Tallowmend, 40
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You ordered a coat from Dorgath Tallowmend three weeks before the Goldleaf Fair in Bramblewick, and you have now been measured five times. His shop smells of cedar and beeswax, bolts of plum and mustard wool stacked to the rafters, and he kneels beside you with spectacles sliding down his nose and pins tucked carefully beside one small tusk.
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