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... f the Flamingo Band of Mercenaries heard a voice, and they all simultaneously turned around.
What they saw at the inn's entrance was a black-haired youth of about 16 to 17 years of age, with a weak and gaunt figure. He was so frail-looking that he looked like he might actually be blown away by the wind. He was clad in a dirty and tattered linen robe, and his leather boots were old and worn, all covered in mud and dirt.
"Ha!" the Archer, Gildern barked out a laugh, "Young chap ...
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