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Warren easily stepped aside and jumped on Cauldwin, while turning into his giant Panda form. By now, a kitsune was busy sugar talking the elven girl. Who do these people think they are these days? First, a wanna-be leader, then a sugar baby kitsune, damn. Warren pounded Cauldwin's back as hard...

Hi! Your knife, I mean Mute's, is ready! I hope you like it! Pretty good for fighting beings larger than you!

Warren looked down. There was Rou. He snapped his finger just and leapt of the limb. The quiet night was suddenly filled with footsteps... They are here...

Warren sat in his hidden tree fort. Laying on a large limb, in wait for the rest. A stone circle was a mark for the Meeting area. Tonight was the night. In a week, he was heading to the so called town, Greenholm. Puck was cuddled up tightly in Warren's cloak pocket and was falling asleep. Inside...

Warren smirked. Who does this guy think he is? He quickly slid into the shadows and drew a long breathe. A first one in a few minutes. Warren looked up at the brash, so called "manly" guy and then looked at the same Elven girl he had talked to just moments ago, pushing through the crowd. She...

You're welcome! Just remember that I remember every customer XD. So It will be done soon! Check back at 8:00 AM tomorrow! Reply by 9:00 PM now to confirm. If there is no reply, I will automatically discard the request by 12:00 AM. If you reply after 9:00 PM, I can still make the weapon. Thank you!

Sure! I will get right to it! Any up grades? Any new colors?

Thanks a lot! I will check it out! Any weapons you'd like?

Yes!

I am taking offers! Weapons may not be %100 percent perfect quality but at least %80! Hope you get what you want!

Warren was among the crowd. He had planned to go to a town called Greenholm but decided to try his luck in the fighting pit of Greyhome. "Me next! I mean, if you got no-one else to fight?" Warren called out. He knew a fair amount of tricks and decided to give them a shot. Just to try it out...

Warren took a step forward and pulled out his knife. He quickened his pace and walked into the town. He was determined to find out what happened to the dead townsfolk, Just take it slowly... piece by piece... just like you always do, he told him self. Lets just go steal from a few houses...

Warren wasn't intimidated by their hard stares. He shuffled slowly toward the village and took a deep breathe. His eyes, on the other hand, were looking at the mutilated corpse that were littered on planks. Looks like I got a good group on my hands now. Whoever did this does not have any mercy...

Warren plummeted out of the tree. Puck was nestled deep in his pocket. "Another elf huh? Looks like fun." Warren crept toward the outskirts of the gloomy village. The fog was rising now and he could see a bit more clearly. The village wouldn't be so hard to rob, any thief can do it, thought...