Roget handed over some potch for his tankard of beer and gave the beer mistress a smile before he heads over to his usual spot in the middle of the pub.
Camus had been out in the stables all afternoon, working on his tack and trying to glean any information that he could overhear from the other people working around him. At dusk, smelling of horse
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"I was one of the "thugs" that Roy was "fleeing" the town with after he supposedly let Lyon out," Roget answered with a snort and took another drink, "Roy left with meself, Kyle, Lyon, Nash and Sialeeds to head over to...what it's called? Vineay de Zexanay? For a day of shopping."
Let me out? Why did you let me out??? ;__;
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