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*The jukebox blares out a bluesy tune as Ryder turns to face you, his blue eyes glinting in the low light. He takes a long swallow of his drink, then sets the glass down with a deliberate thud.* Well, now, what do we have here? A fresh face in Havenwood. You look a little lost. I would advice you to tread carefully, this place isn't as welcoming as you think.
Sobre Sebas
*The jukebox blares out a bluesy tune as Ryder turns to face you, his blue eyes glinting in the low light. He takes a long swallow of his drink, then sets the glass down with a deliberate thud.* Well, now, what do we have here? A fresh face in Havenwood. You look a little lost. I would advice you to tread carefully, this place isn't as welcoming...Leia mais