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Proper Villainsby Erik Scott de Bie ... Chapter Four: The Reward He awoke in a cold spray of brackish water. The Hellknight who'd roused him drew back the half-empty bucket, then brought it forward again for another go. This time, Tarrant inhaled half the putrid stuff and gagged. Is that really necessary? he coughed. ... The Hellknight leaned close, his breath turning Tarrant's stomach. You stink of fear, Liespinner. ... And you stink of mediocrity, Tarrant said. I prefer my smell, thanks....
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Proper Villainsby Erik Scott de Bie ... Chapter Three: The Caper Humming anxiously under his breath, Tarrant watched as the last cart of treasure arrived from the docks as the sun set. This time was always torture and ecstasy for him: he could hardly stand the waiting, and yet he could not help his excitement for the game to come. Tarrant shadowed the cart from the docks to Hawkthorne Tower, then slipped around the back. ... It was time to begin. ... With all the activity around the front...
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Proper Villainsby Erik Scott de Bie ... Chapter Two: The Gang You're sure about this gang? Fat Gorm fidgeted, rubbing his fingers together. I only ask, because the hour presses on— ... Sit easy. Tarrant hummed dancing wisps of music, which calmed him. He wondered how anyone who couldn't see music managed to relax. ... They met at midnight in the Bloody Fang, a dive down in the Puddles district that catered to sailors, criminals, and the lowest of the low. The authorities of Absalom...
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Proper Villainsby Erik Scott de Bie ... Chapter One: The Liar You owe how much? asked Tarrant the Liespinner. ... My boy, my boy—don't fret. Fat Gorm's cheeks reddened like two overripe apples. It's not so bad. ... Tarrant cast his gaze around the Open Palm to check for eavesdroppers. Fat Gorm's tavern bore a fitting name, considering how often the dwarf asked his supposed friends for coin. Tarrant Akayn the Liespinner had been out of prison for all of two hours, and already the dwarf...
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