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The guard lay in a pool of blood on the floor.

"He was asking for it," Grush muttered as he stalked of into the night.

The townsfolk awoke the next day to a horrifing scene of blood and death. The mourned, buried the dead, and prayed that the perpertrator would face death before the next moon.

The priest of arkay had a long night.

Grush decided to head back to Dushnikh Yal to find Meta, she was expecting him back soon, with the payment in full. He had been meaning to raid a bandit camp for the gold, but this misadventure had given him enough to pay her twice what he owed her.