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3/12/2022 1:22:47 AM
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[i]The Wolfkeeper walks into the police station. On his belt is 4 concussion grenades, his two 8 round revolvers, and on his back is a short range submachine gun.[/i]
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“I don’t know what to expect anymore.”
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“Well might I ask why you are here?”
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“I walked into a police station and they told me to go here.”
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“And let me guess, they want you to deal with these lunatics?” | *Mistress Bethyinine points over to the building.*
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“They didn’t really say what they wanted me to get rid of, but I assume they’re a part of it.”
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*Mistress Bethyinine nods.*
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“So what’s going on here?”
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“These idiots showed up, probably blocked off access to the beachhead, and have deemed me and my kin a threat.”
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“I see.”
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“You see what? That these people are idiots?”
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“Shall we kill them?”
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“Of course. But maybe we should be a bit quiet? Seems like it’d be pretty easy to get overwhelmed here.”
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“Really?”
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“Or we could do the whole guns blazing thing. I’m not really partial.”
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“Let’s do stealth.”
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“Alright.” [i]He walks away.[/i]
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*Mistress Bethyinine follows.*
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“We need to take care of those snipers first.”
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*Mistress Bethyinine pulls out a bow.*
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“I’ve already killed one, but I don’t know how many more there are.”
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“Well we’re about to find out.” | *Mistress Bethyinine fires the bow and manages to headshot a sniper.*
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“Whoa.” [i]He fires at one.[/i]
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*He notices you but doesn’t seem to care and continues drinking. Mistress Bethyinine has just managed to cut a hole through the fence.*
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[i]He takes another shot and goes over to the hole.[/i]
