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A silent "click" as Ark turned the key in the lock, the large stone building would once again fall silent and empty until the return in a couple months, he placed his swords where they belonged, and held one like a cain at his side. What at one time felt like a walk into chains now looked like a return to people he knew, people he fought and bled next to....but he had to get there fast, Vaun and company were already aboard, and Valketh and his crew had more killing to do, and he didnt want to miss it.
Ark smiled as he set off for the docks, his coat pulled taught and scarf blowing in the wind.
_________________ Ark Strife - mercenary, traveler,...trouble maker Springhaven GM
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