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"We're looking for strong arms and stomachs that do not pale at the sight of blood." The human informed Kalenel and ushered him to a more out of the way location.
"If you are such a being, you'll find the work...rewarding." Out came a big smile. "To the tune of a 100 crown sonata and whatever booty recovered from the target, along with a possibility of continued lucrative contracts for those that cut the mustard, savvy?" The portly man smiled.
"Say yes and we'll introduce and become boon companions. Say no and we'll part ways, no harm done, no words said." He leaned close. "Like this never happened, savvy?"
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