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Mitro's eyes never left the barkeeps face as the rubble, that
used to be a door, came crashing in. Curiousity set in as the
barkeep never flinched a muscle.
"Rough place, you've got 'ere." Mitro quietly said as he slyly
slid his hand inside his cloak. *Can never be too prepared* he
thought to himself as slipped the ring onto his finger.
"Back to business." the barkeep replied sternly as he slammed
his hands on the bar.
Just then, Mitro noticed that two people had slipped out of rooms
upstairs and were positioned on the balcony overlooking the crowd.
One carried a mean looking crossbow, while the other had a tattered
bow.
"What exactly are you looking for, my friend." the barkeep asked.
Something in the tone sent a chill down Mitro's spine. Before
he had a chance to reply, the back door opened and a huge, muscular,
man came through the back door.
"THERE YOU ARE, FOUL BEAST." the newcomer screamed as he eyed
Grubz with disgust. "DID YOU THINK YOU WOULD GET AWAY WITH IT!!"
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