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It appeared luck was on his side this darkening. For an instance later after Drake had explained his false reasons for braving the dark of Imperia, another voice spoke up not so far away. "Karrai, we meet again it seems." From the low fog of night in front of Drake came walking a figure of an elf. The skin suggested it was a dark elf of the underground type, but it was hard to tell from this distance. Dressed in clean pressed gray pantaloons and a double breasted vest and shirt, he looked rather well to be walking around in Imperia. His voice was clear and very easy to hear. "You have the loan I lent you last month Karrai, or should I take it from you now?"
The katta (who must be Karrai) backed up a few steps away from Drake. With a nervous tone the would be assassin addressed the newcomer. "I was wwwworking on it. I swear. Leave Karrai to go get crowns, karrai will pay back his loan. Yessss, no need for violence. I go, I go." and with that the katta who had held a knife to Drakes neck turned and ran away quickly, disappearing into the black of night. Now only Drake and this newcomer elf were on the streets. The Vysstichi eyed the kemite up a bit, seeing him for what he was. Finally the dark elf took a few steps forward, his crimson eyes squarely on Drake.
"Well friend, it seems like I either saved you a good bit of crowns, or your life. Probably both though, knowing that scum sucker Karrai. You know its not safe on these streets at night?" he said, placing his hand on a dagger that hung loosely on his side.
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