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In the Dark Hole Mine a uniquely engraved razor blade may be found.
On one side of the wornout, blackened handle it shows bramble vines and blossoms,
on the other there are leaves and ripe blackberries etched into the heavy silver plating.
The end of the blade curves to a pointed hook.
Though the seemingly old object shows many scratches one might still discover two letters,
either Vs or As.
Somebody might have lost it in a hurry.
...in the Dark Hole Mine.
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Re: ...in the Dark Hole Mine.
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Quite angry, she left the town, right after the race. She kicked a dog and got her a new pair of boots. The boots of a thief - an typical outlaw who stroamed the suburbs hoping to find a easy target. Later on she would donate them to the Don, to remind him that he can't disclaim her. However... the plan she made went horrible wrong. She lost the race, last place biside of those who didn't made it at all. From year to year, peaople disapear while competing against each other... sometimes. For, the girl - a thrilling reason - she did it for prestige only. And some greeds, but who hasn't got any? So who's fault was it, who was in charge of this misery? This goony women. What a dumbo... she paniced, droped the bag, and in the next moment there were portals everywhere. Somehow the girl agreed with Don Guilianni when he said: "I assume it is another joke by Nargun." In the next moment she entered the Darkhole mine and narrowed her eyes which never failed her in the dark. But you can't have enough light if you search somethin, can't you? She lighted a thorch, with the pointy side of her glooming dagger. She trained to control the magical blade, which paid of - a little flame flickers and in the next moment she peeked the shiny glint of something on the ground.
"I will find you... and make you pay, dumbo.", she said in the darkness when she pushed something in her wallet.
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Quite angry, she left the town, right after the race. She kicked a dog and got her a new pair of boots. The boots of a thief - an typical outlaw who stroamed the suburbs hoping to find a easy target. Later on she would donate them to the Don, to remind him that he can't disclaim her. However... the plan she made went horrible wrong. She lost the race, last place biside of those who didn't made it at all. From year to year, peaople disapear while competing against each other... sometimes. For, the girl - a thrilling reason - she did it for prestige only. And some greeds, but who hasn't got any? So who's fault was it, who was in charge of this misery? This goony women. What a dumbo... she paniced, droped the bag, and in the next moment there were portals everywhere. Somehow the girl agreed with Don Guilianni when he said: "I assume it is another joke by Nargun." In the next moment she entered the Darkhole mine and narrowed her eyes which never failed her in the dark. But you can't have enough light if you search somethin, can't you? She lighted a thorch, with the pointy side of her glooming dagger. She trained to control the magical blade, which paid of - a little flame flickers and in the next moment she peeked the shiny glint of something on the ground.
"I will find you... and make you pay, dumbo.", she said in the darkness when she pushed something in her wallet.