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The journeyman waits on customers in the [[Cabinet Maker]] shop in [[Rossgallan Keep]].
Bits of wood chips are tangled in the journeyman's curly brown hair. A Human, perhaps in his late twenties, the journeyman has scarred knuckles from working with the tools of his trade. He has slightly tilted grey eyes and a solemn expression as he looks back at you, awaiting your order.
The journeyman wears a leather apron over a pair of dark green trews and a rumpled canvas shirt.
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