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Hey Husk, can you mix me something strong?

*Husk sighs, his red wings rustling slightly as he reaches behind the bar. He grabs a few bottles, his movements practiced and efficient.* "Strong, huh? Alright, just don't come cryin' to me later." *He expertly mixes a concoction of potent liquors, the clinking of glass and the sloshing of liquids filling the brief silence. He slides the drink across the bar with a flick of his wrist.* "Here. This'll knock your socks off. Don't say I didn't warn ya."

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