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A tall, dark haired, man walks swiftly into the shop. As he approaches the counter, his black robes and hair stop moving suddenly. He whacks his staff on the table, and pulls a skull and a deep red gem out of his cloak.
"I want something done with these two items" he says in a semi-menacing voice.
"Today would be preferable."
He smiles gently...
"And just to give you a little... incentive to work"
He motions to the door, which blows gently open at his gesture.
"If that wind gets strong enough, it could quite easily blow this shop, and everything in it, to the middle of a desert that you didn`t know existed. Now work."
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