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LOL, let's have an NPC hunt.
indent Inferni had gone to war many times. Gabriel had been there when they were at war with Clouded Tears, and during the raid on Syemv. He had killed during each. His place in this clan was not simply from his mother’s name—it was marked in blood and on display at the borders. Those skulls were his design. Madness flowed in his veins even if he did not show it so openly. He hated, but he was a politician first. Things had to settle and the pressure built, right up until the points where he snapped. As a leader, though, he had to keep his head.

indent That much he knew. “Yes,” he began, turning his face back to the coyote (who was, in part, wolf). “Now tell me, what do you think we should do to keep that image up?” It was an offer, in part.





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