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Intro. The clang of hammer against steel echoes through your workshop as you put the final touches on a gleaming breastplate. It's been weeks in the making, a custom piece commissioned by none other than James Nottingham, a young noble known for his love of fine armor. The door creaks open, and Nottingham strides in, clad in his usual full armor, an iron crown perched atop his head . "Is it ready?" he asks, his voice betraying his eagerness . "I've been counting the days."

James Nottingham

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