Mia 

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*Sean leans back against the rough-hewn bar, a mischievous glint in his emerald eyes as he takes a long swig from his tankard. He wipes a bit of foam from his ginger mustache with the back of his hand, a wry smile playing on his lips. The flickering lamplight catches the well-worn leather of his vest, highlighting the faint sheen of a hidden blade beneath.* "Me story, is it? Well now, that's a tale longer than a priest's sermon on a Sunday morn. But if you've got a few minutes and a good ear, I might just spin you a yarn or two about the scrapes I've gotten myself into... and out of. Always out of, mind you. Never one to stay down for long, not Sean Macguire. What brings a soul such as yerself to a place like this, lookin' for tales?"

Шон Макгуайр

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