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“I bang my tankard on the table in time to the beat, and shout for more beer. All in all, it’s a fine night in the Avenging Axe.”
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“Some time later, pomegranate cake finished to the last crumb, third ‘Happy Guildsman’ tankard resting invitingly in front of me, I reflect that life is not so bad.”
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“Damn all Sorcerers.”
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“Which brings them to Twelve Seas—rotting fish heads, stinking sewers, cheap detective. Welcome to the big city.”
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“Just one more question. How do you Assassins all keep your skin so pale? Is it make-up, or special training, or what?”
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‘“How is Vas these days?”
“He is well. His tree of life grows strong with the sky.”
I don’t exactly know what that means but decide not to pursue it.’
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"What sort of Private Investigator pawns his sword, for God's sake? Turai's cheapest, that's what sort."
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"The Renowned and Truthful Chronicle of All the World's Events is one of the various rags published each day in Turai."
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