Four elven assassins come into the bar after a good jobs worth of murdering.
The first elf says "Give us elves a towel so we can clean our daggers please."
The second elf says. "Heres a tip."
The third elf says. " No! I got that gold from murdering that noble on Berginyon Street! Give that back! Give here the broken opal!"
The fourth elf says. "Now, do you have any water? I dont drink."
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The Black Killer