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The orcish woman giggles sheepishly behind you all.
It is no surprise to Xao when his pleas to Mari Kell go unanswered.
Fen notices something strange about the scene, other than the grisly manner in which the victim was slain--there appears to be no footprints or other tracks through the copious amount of blood pooling around the body, or what's left of it.
The strike of a match grabs your attention, and you turn to see the deranged whore light another cigar. With a hand on her protruding hip, she produces a large cloud of putrid smoke. "Maybe next time he'll be comin' for you. Careful now." She turns on her heels and begins to prance out of the courtyard.
It is no surprise to Xao when his pleas to Mari Kell go unanswered.
Fen notices something strange about the scene, other than the grisly manner in which the victim was slain--there appears to be no footprints or other tracks through the copious amount of blood pooling around the body, or what's left of it.
The strike of a match grabs your attention, and you turn to see the deranged whore light another cigar. With a hand on her protruding hip, she produces a large cloud of putrid smoke. "Maybe next time he'll be comin' for you. Careful now." She turns on her heels and begins to prance out of the courtyard.