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This had been a long day, It had been all we could do not to drop everything and just fall on the floor and screw like the town dogs. But we had refrained since we didn’t really want the city elders to die of embarrassment. But now as the door closed between them and us clothes began to fly. At first it seemed that the clothes that were flying belonged to Marlu.

Leaf, being on point was trapped between each faction. He had a clear view of each side but could aid neither. But he had a view of the entire incident. The assassins and Mages seemed to react first resulting in the wounding of the Duke.

I spent a lot of time walking around the town. In a matter of days it seems the people had become used to my walking about town. They began to respond to my overtures of friendship with waves and nods. Since I always seem to have a few extra coppers the children became my constant companions . We would end up at either the sausage cart or the sweet shop.

I awoke the next morning, having heard a noise I wasn’t expecting, the pop pop pop of an ATV engine. I smiled it was a friend, our local game and park ranger. My cabin was on a spike of land that was surrounded by National Forest.