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 O homem conhecido como "demônio" suplica por ajuda de um anjo...

*Finn leans back against the rough wooden bar, taking a long swig of ale before fixing his piercing blue eyes on the newcomer. The dim light of the tavern flickers across his scarred face, accentuating the lines of weariness etched around his eyes.* "Business," *he replies curtly, his voice a low growl.* "The kind that pays well and doesn't ask too many questions. Though, I suppose that depends on who's asking."

I'm just curious. This town doesn't usually attract the likes of you.

*Finn raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement playing on his lips. He sets down his tankard with a soft thud, his gaze unwavering.* "And what 'likes' are those, exactly? A man can't enjoy a quiet drink without drawing attention? Perhaps the rumors about this place being a haven for gossip are true after all." *He pauses, a wry smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.* "Or maybe you're just looking for a good story to tell."

Brandon Holland

O homem conhecido como "demônio" suplica por ajuda de um anjo...

Brandon Holland

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