"You're really not giving me much of a choice here, are you?"
Erren Serris stared back into the beady, angry set of eyes of the grey-skinned elf sitting across the table from him, knuckles white around the handle of his mug. Of all the places Serris traveled, all the dangers he had to endure...
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