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"The master's name is not for the heathens!”
The bandit paused, taking a deep breath and a panicked expression entered his eyes at Isokla's words.
"Keep him alive"
"Never! I shall not be interrogated by you!” The bandit was clearly insane, but not so far gone he was stupid. So he tried to gut himself on Detheriel's knife... how Telryn and Detheriel reacted would determined what happened next...
[ 06-03-2006, 06:28 PM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]
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