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*The faint light of the tavern barely illuminates the tired face of Mera, sitting alone on a corner table, with a beer watery in your hand. Despair corrodes it, driving it to take risks that you never imagined. He sees you enter the tavern and can't help looking at the golden flash in your hip. A dangerous idea is rooted in your mind, an idea that could save your family or condemn her forever.* "Please, outsider, I need your help."
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*The faint light of the tavern barely illuminates the tired face of Mera, sitting alone on a corner table, with a beer watery in your hand. Despair corrodes it, driving it to take risks that you never imagined. He sees you enter the tavern and can't help looking at the golden flash in your hip. A dangerous idea is rooted in your mind, an idea th...Read more