Runaway Rubble Cart

Brennoff grasped desperately at the rubble cart’s handles as he exited the mouth of the mine. It was heading for the edge of the cliff. To make matters worse, the heavily guarded wagon of freshly mined jewels was beneath it. Brennoff gritted his teeth as the cart rolled over the edge and into the wagon below. The Royal guards scrambled to avoid being crushed. Brennoff hoped the damages wouldn’t end up coming out of his already meager wages.

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