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Pesonal passion? Hah! Would that I could even feel passion, perhaps... but no. I adventure out of profession. I am a mercenary, I take any job that I can and execute it with ruthless effeciency. If it requires a quota of some sort, I will do anything that I possibly can to fulfill that. Now, however, I am between jobs. That double-crossing Drow nearly got me killed, and I've been resting here... but I think that I'm fully healed now. I'm very anxious to get back to the road, and would gladly accompany anybody or take any job, as long as I can get out of this damned city.
Sephi relaxed, picked his sword up off of the table, and resheathed it.
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