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Drake was trying to hide his fear of the elf, but he could see it wasn't working. "Well the real reason why I was out hear was because I want to find someone who could teach how to use what you have on your belt. I would prefer a dagger as my weapon of choice in combat, it seems you share the same thought as me." Drake began to move away from the elf. He had a scared look on his face. "Look...I, I don't want any trouble...I would like more to help you...Please spare my pitiful life." Drake lowered his head the raised it like a bow. Drake would rather make friends in Imperia...not enemies. Something don't always work out that way, or maybe they can. Drake could not tell the intensions of the elf. The elf could quickly knife drake in the gut or even across his neck, he was for surely scared. Very scared.
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