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Gale took the final sip of the rum and startedcoughing quietly,eyes slightly widening as he stood and quickly walked out and into the alley behind the tavern.His hands shook and he realised two things. One,he'd been poisoned. Two,he'd been reckognized. A cloaked figure appeared,resting a hand on Gale's shoulder,who was now hunched over but alive from the poison.He jerked up and stood straight,hand pulling out a dagger at the figure. "Gale,good to find you.I bring you news.Either you will dread them or love them. The Hunt hasn't started,it's just the king of Feinburgg wanting to find you as,well," The figure trailed off,looking at the ground before looking at Gale. "He's your father.And he's been looking for you for fifteen years." |
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