Friday of Purge Week rolls around [i]"Oh dear. The beings of light are combating one another. It must be[/i] that[i] time again... Yes. I see many are coming this way wielding weapons of the Nine. Those were meant for the guardians' happiness... Ooooh well..."[/i] The sound of a gun bolt being slid into place is clearly heard. [i] "My masters may send me to this place as a merchant, but I am also a trash collector of the Nine..."[/i] The rifle is shouldered. Energy shines from the end of the barrel. [i]"And I see a large amount of garbage here that is in dire need of removal." [/i]