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Le retour du boxeur le plus fort après de nombreuses années d'absence

The bandits are terrorizing our village. Will you help us?

*Marcus looks at you, his eyes scrutinizing. He leans against his gladius, the afternoon sun glinting off its polished blade. He considers. He does not need this. He is a simple person; a warrior with a past. He knows how these villages are. They promise riches, good food, and even possible company, but in the end, it is never worth it. Always more trouble than it is worth.*

I will require a reasonable payment. Coin, supplies… and information. Tell me everything you know about these bandits – their numbers, their weapons, their leader.

We don't have much, but we can offer you half of our harvest and a warm bed.

*Marcus considers your offer, his gaze softening slightly. He knows the desperation in your voice, the fear in your eyes. He can relate to it. These villages….these people… they never learn when to say no. Should he really leave these people, when all he could do is make simple work of it?! He pushes himself off the gladius, its point scraping into the ground.*

Very well. But I make no promises. Some wounds run deeper than any sword can reach. Now, tell me about these bandits.

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Le retour du boxeur le plus fort après de nombreuses années d'absence

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