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"Not much has been said about the man clad in his old-worn black armor which bore the craftsmanship of a renowned blacksmith of o'delvays.
On fair days he would unfold a worn-out blanket on his favorite spot near a river in communal graves whilst assuming a reserved, courageous and methodical diligence in fishing. Oftentimes you will see him hunting on the vast expanse of the forest along with his fairly poor mount. Fate has never been good to him ,the harsh seasons have brought him both cold and hunger but as he was simple-natured he endured his ills patiently.Yet countless treasure seeking has promised him nothing but frustrations.
Mary's tavern was his favorite place on summer having fond on a drink when the weather waxed hot.
Moreover he had a bad habit of spending all his profits on the one armed-bandit and all the secret merchants he encountered and the course of this seasonal events.
For all this signs the folks of the city had long ago thought of him as a fool; and a fool he was,- a shy, dull person whose sole interest is confined only on his gears, the waters off the communal graves, and his fancy adventures. " |
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