Cirice
"Bollocks. That can't be a fuckin' Leshy then."
"What...why?"
Jhyrran was sat cross-legged in the middle of the town hall. It was not normally good business to respond to a bounty by telling the ones posting the fee that it couldn't be real.
"Leshy stick to their territory. You...
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