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The frozen air was making her bones ache, and the relentless grey skies only seemed to deepen her mood. So when the call came for a team to break into a recently discovered tomb in Egypt, Tamara had been more than ready to trade the miserable British cold for the dry, dusty heat of the ancient ruins.
The mission had gone smoothly, or as smoothly as a raid could go. There had been a few tense moments over the past few weeks, the kind that came with crawling through dark tunnels and dodging magical traps that seemed to have a mind of their own, but in the end, they had secured a beautiful haul. But now she was back at Gringotts with the weight of the loot pressing down on her shoulders.
Tamara exhaled sharply as she stepped into the curse-breaker headquarters, her boots clicking loudly against the floor. The scent of parchment filled her nostrils, reminding her of the inevitable. The last thing she wanted to do now was sit at her desk and log every item they'd recovered, note the spells of protection, and itemize the worth. But it was a necessary evil.
She ran a hand through her dark curls, glancing out the window near her desk briefly before she reminded herself the goblins would be there soon enough like the vultures they were, eager to take their treasure away to be securely locked in some vault below the bank for 'safe-keeping.' So, without a word, she reached into her pack for a piece of loot and began the tedious paperwork process.
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