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Jonal Turamarth 35/78 54/56
Jonal choked down a curse. He'd hoped that this was just for the money. Loyalty was a much harder critter to tackle. Now he had to change his strategy in order to hope for an escape.
"I see. Yeah...I was once an underling like yourself. But I worked up and earned the respect that I desired...and became freelance from then on. Showing up to this last job for the priests of this Dreamweaver was just another job to me...but this job appears to have been my last. I doubt I'll ever get out of this mess now.
Tell me, Sean...why do these guys you know care about a street rat like me? I mean...how much can I really be worth?"
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