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Gerik
Guest
The front door to the Tavern bursts open to reveal an infuriated, rumpled man. He looked as if he were royalty but had neglected to do anything about himself. Looking around the room he spotted her, the gypsie. Walking over to her, he pulled out a dagger.
"You! You gave me this 9 years ago! It's caused me nothing but great misfortune! I want you to fix this! or Die!"
On the table he threw done a card. It was Justice! He looked at her with a murderous glint in his eyes! "She will, I know it!"
"You! You gave me this 9 years ago! It's caused me nothing but great misfortune! I want you to fix this! or Die!"
On the table he threw done a card. It was Justice! He looked at her with a murderous glint in his eyes! "She will, I know it!"