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1/1/2016 10:43:44 PM
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[b]Anumi tries to think back.[/b]
[i][u]"Well... From what Damien has said, Grief Drinker used to be Caldon's own blade. It was much more dangerous in his hands. One day, the sword killed Lucio's lover and so in sorrow, he took the blade himself so Caldon could not longer use it."[/u][/i]
English
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"Makes sense. Wonder why he never told me? Well, that doesn't matter. You liking FN so far?"
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[i][u]"It's nice... Beats walking through cities all day looking for work..."[/u][/i]
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"Anything beats that. And I did that for 15 years."
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[i][u]"Sometimes that's just the way it goes."[/u][/i]
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"And now look where it got me. One of the richest people to live."
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[i][u]"That is certainly a step up."[/u][/i] [b]Anumi's eyes widen at the prospect.[/b]
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"It happens when they make you run a planet for 10 years. God I hate the DM sometimes."
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[i][u]"Right..."[/u][/i] [b]She seems confused but doesn't press on.[/b] [i][u]"Well, I'm going to report back to the superiors. Need to make sure they know about the ship."[/u][/i] [b]She motions to what she has just been working on.[/b]
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"It's a nice ship. I think they'll pass it."
