"Your expecting us to drag these poor sods all the way back to town?"
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Amin stares ahead like a cat eyeing it's prey. He slings his bow back on and draws his blades, then advances.
Amin shoots arrows into the fray
Amin rushes alongside Islief but stops in the center of the road and draws his shortbow.
Amin walks to the bar. He doesn't stop to watch Islief. It seemed earlier, that he was his friends keeper. Now he is more independent. He orders something. He receives a tankard of something strong. The breakfast of champions. |