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45
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Riding up on horses, a band of dirty, rough men quickly overtake and surround your group. t hey look hard and dangerous, and you immediately pull out your weapons as they approach. Then you hear a familiar laugh. ' Well, if it isn't my old crew." A woman in dark leather armor leaps off her horse to comes greet you. 'You know whatt boys? This lot gets a pass.' She winks at you and turns around. 'Plus, they’d probably kill you all if things turned ugly:* Jumping back onto her horse, the Scoundrel looks back at you. *Well[ it was nice seeing you. Just remember — you never saw me. *
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