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| Fintan_de_Marin
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| Fintan laughs at the remark. "I've no care if you are unarmed or not. I've seen unarmed men slaughter fully equipped Erlisean Guards. I say again, stand, you fool, or I'll gladly sever your head." It was not until Liani remarked to her bodyguard, even if he had not claimed that title in years, that he removed his hand from the falchion at his side. "As you command, Liani." He bowed at the waist, then went to a table less than ten feet away, with an ale and sat, as he felt he should. He planned to do so until he, or his blade, was needed for his queen's safety. Of course, for safety precautions, he withdrew an old looking wheel lock pistol and laid it on the table, pointed towards the door. The silver rose crest glittering on it's barrel. |
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