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Taking a seat that offers a good view of the hall, you catch the eye of a serving girl and order a plate of roast beef. She returns with a platter stacked high with steaming meat and sets it down before you.
‘2 Gold Crowns, if you please, sir,’ she says, presenting an open hand that is bloodied by the food. You pay the girl (remember to deduct the Gold Crowns from your Action Chart) and settle down to your feast.
