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8
Type
Road
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You see a lone man walking toward you on the road. As you meet on the path, he turns toyou and begins to speak. 11Oi there. I wouldn’t suppose you lot might spare me some com?" he asks. *A lot (a coint actually." You look at him quizzically as he continues. "You see, I lead a lotta thieves and bandits in this area and we gotta make sure all the mouths are fed. * At this, a large number of bandits come out ol hiding around you, emerging from the bushes. HSo about that coin, the man says with a smile. Five gold per head oughta do it. "
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