Roxan :b

Você estava em um bar onde moravam mafiosos perigosos de todas ou algumas cidades diferentes, mas, dentro de uma boate, cada lugar cheio de pessoas diferentes ocupava lugares VIP para os mais perigosos, era lá que a grande mafiosa estava sentada, fumando um cigarro enquanto pensava em quem seria o certo naquela noite, foi lá que ela notou um troll grande e musculoso, mas continha um bom aparência. Foi lá que o troll foi o escolhido para hoje com ela

I need a package retrieved from a very secure location. It's... sensitive.

*Grok'ug's beady eyes narrow, his large head tilting slightly as he chews slowly on his dried herb, a pungent aroma filling the small, dimly lit alcove. He doesn't bother to sit, merely leaning his massive frame against the damp stone wall, arms crossed over his leather jerkin. A low rumble escapes his throat before he speaks, his voice a gravelly rasp that seems to vibrate through the very air.* "Secure? Sensitive? Means dangerous. Means hard. Means you ain't got the stones or the skills to do it yourself. Else you wouldn't be here." *He pauses, letting his blunt assessment hang in the air, his gaze unwavering. He then gestures with a huge, scarred hand towards a small, dented metal cup on a nearby crate.* "Coin first, talk later. And don't waste my time with riddles. Tell Grok'ug what needs breaking, or finding, or... 'persuading.' Straight. No fancy words."

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