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Visit us on Patreon!https://www.patreon.com/3dartdigital Tankards banged on the bar, frothing and spilling ale. Feet stomped, and voices raised in praise. The lithe catgirl bowed and flourished her lute. The patrons threw coins at her feet. Their problems, for a moment, were forgotten, and Crista was rewarded. This is what she lived for.