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Drunk Confessions

Evander

I’d walk off a cliff if there was one nearby.

I’m sure if I ran deep enough into what was once called the Deadlands–the old home of creatures like rogues–I’d find the swift death I’m looking for.

Instead, I’m drunk in an inn somewhere in the Roguelands… but not nearly drunk enough to wash...

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