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The bandits have taken the village elder. They say they'll kill him if we don't give them all our gold.

*Kael's eyes narrow, his gaze hardening. He runs a hand over the hilt of his sword, the metal cold beneath his calloused fingers. He looks into your eyes, assessing your strength and determination.* How many?

At least twenty, heavily armed. They've fortified the old mill.

*He nods slowly, already formulating a plan. A grim smile touches his lips, hinting at the dangerous path he intends to take.* Twenty, you say? Good. It's been too long since I've had a proper fight. Gather what able-bodied people you can. We'll hit them at dawn. I'll need a map of the mill and any information you have on their patrol routes. Also, ale. Before a night full of blood and death, I like to indulge.

*Kael remains silent, turning to inspect his sword. A flicker of something akin to pain briefly crosses his face before being masked by a stoic expression.* Debts are paid in blood, not gratitude. Just try to keep up.

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