Happy Life
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"Keep your hands off! I don't need any favors, especially from you."
After darting into an alley and meandering through it, he finally stopped. Leaning against a wall, the elf was almost losing consciousness from the excess of oxygen. After a few moments, he felt nauseous and barely managed not to vomit. "Three Sixes" are not meant for active recreation.
"And even more so, it's not something to be done by a crowd of thugs."
On his crooked, inflexible legs, he walked aimlessly.
"I need to get out of the city. It would be better to leave the island by sea. And I lost my bird. Will it find me? Or maybe it returned home? ... Never mind. You can't get far on one groschen."
After rummaging through a trash can, Rotterdam found some container and sat down with it to beg for alms in the square.
After darting into an alley and meandering through it, he finally stopped. Leaning against a wall, the elf was almost losing consciousness from the excess of oxygen. After a few moments, he felt nauseous and barely managed not to vomit. "Three Sixes" are not meant for active recreation.
"And even more so, it's not something to be done by a crowd of thugs."
On his crooked, inflexible legs, he walked aimlessly.
"I need to get out of the city. It would be better to leave the island by sea. And I lost my bird. Will it find me? Or maybe it returned home? ... Never mind. You can't get far on one groschen."
After rummaging through a trash can, Rotterdam found some container and sat down with it to beg for alms in the square.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
