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Bina, Fey and Kyla shared a small room at the top of a Tavern named "The Joyous Owl." There was little in the room; the three cots in which they slept, a small dresser where the girls kept what few items their Master allowed them to call their own and a lamp. A small window, just below the apex of the eaves provided barely enough light to pierce the gloom within their tiny chamber. Bina woke early, as she always did. The morning summer sun had just begun to rise above the rooftops of the city, the warm light creeping steadily through the small window above her. She knew with certainty that in a few short minutes the bolt on the other side of the door would be slid open and there’d be loud rapping on the thick wood. More of a thud, deep and sudden, which always made Kyla jump and sit bolt upright in her cot, which Bina and Fey thought was very funny. They could gently wake her before hand if they’d care to, but where was the amusement in that? She lifted her covers and swung her