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Continued from gates. Cycle 2. Immanis. Winter. Era 15. PF.
Jules arrived at the bath. He expected some kind of pool, or lake, or something that was free and open to the public. What he found, of course, was public enough -- save for the fact that a fee was required to enter. "Five crowns for a single bath?", he thought out loud, "gawds this is like bottling water and selling it!" He cursed, muttered, then finally approached the clerk who seemed overly approving of the establishment.
"Give me one cycle", he barked through the phlegm and dirt stuck in his throat, "please. Here." From his back, he found forty crowns and laid them on the counter, counting them off one by one first. "Thank you." With that, Julien recieved his 'standard kit' for his bathing escapades. He needed it, that was for sure.
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