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"So you want to be an adventurer, boy. To go down to the depths where none venture, and return with loads of bloodstained gold. Sit down, then, and let me tell you the truth of it..."The old, grizzled sellsword spits once, black bile into the heart of the sputtering campfire, and motions next to him. His eyes, you notice, must have once shone so brightly, the sort of eyes that would have stolen th…
