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... mercenaries sat at an old weathered table: a woman with red short hair, a bald man with a goatee, and a young man with brown shaggy hair.
Seeing all three casually resting their chins on the table, hands idly hovering over their weapons, I sharply slapped a coin onto the table, making a distinct 'clink.'
Naturally, my hand held a single gold coin.
Oh dear, a valuable guest we have.
"What is it? Got a story you want to hear?"
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