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Maverick
~He picks up his boomerang dagger and places it safely within his cloak. He then speaks.~ "As the lady wishes." ~He chuckles.~ "I would not want to see you make such a mistake." ~He tosses her ring of fire resistance on the ground at her feet. Some time while circling her the theif had managed to take it from her numbing hand. Finally he unveils himself from the shadow, his black eyes staring down at her. The green scar across the wood-elf's face contorts to an odd shape as he smiles.~ "You... Aren't going to roast me now, are you?"
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