They sat around the campfire, the desert could get bone chillingly cold at night. Ya know fella's life isn't fair. Korick took another swig from the bottle. me an the lads did everything "Lord Weydin" asked of us! we fought an killed dozens of guards, killed a bloomin genie! Korick swings the bottle drunkenly. We even killed the bloody shiek an escaped with his head! An still we have to go into hiding! it just isn't fair. Korick sighs, looks at the guards lets out a belch and passes out.
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