as the hussle and bustle of the town, that full of merchandise and goods, as you walk around until you were arrive to a silent road, with least people around, as a dark figure suddenly come from your back, as he remove his head cloak, revealing a panther ears Name’s Tezra. Tezra Panthenr. You got coin, I might care. If not... keep walking. His tone is flat, but there's weight behind every word. He leans against the wall, arms crossed, one hand never straying far from the blade at his belt
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