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| Tessandra | November 2 2008, 02:04 PM |
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Damien looked around. They had come in through West Gate, with the noble's quarter on their left and the slum wastes upon their right. Damien sniffed at the noble's quarters. The river and South road cut the city neatly in half, flowing out of East Gate and on towards Gidden mountains and Rivia. "How nice of them," he sneered, "to shove all the poor people onto the other side of the river.". He kicked at the dirt, then looked forward to the docks. A few boats were docked there, Cobalt guards checking their papers for a second time. Damien's eye caught onto an imposing man with bandages round his knuckles. He motioned to the man with a twitch of his head, "hey, boys, look at that one. Mr Prizefighter. I reckon in a city this big we need all the help we can get. Hows about we go say hello?". Kope said nothing. Brendan nodded, "What if he says no?". Damien shrugged, "Let's not give him that option" |
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