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"Anyways,get used to game.That's all we're eating.Once a week,find drinks twice a week.Sleep four to six hours.Repeat every day for six months.Final goal?Survive." He says,simple,really. |
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"Anyways.We stop at taverns weekly,only enough drinks to take the edge off things and don't start shit with others." He starts,eyeing Varys, |
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"After these months,we'll have been captured atleast six times,tortured until at one point we're unconscious for a week,body is torn up,mind scattered,it's good for you though.Makes you tougher." |
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"Oh yeah,forgot to mention the poisons.It's possible that either one of us will be dead by dawn tommorow if we get captured today,poisoned aswell,dead before the sun rises." He says quietly,starting to turn towards a tavern and sinking into his cloak. |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
