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Chapter 15 by adric adric

Are you?

Seven Hells no! (Play it safe)

You are not stupid. The mountain fights dirty. Even if your already stressed lucky streak would continue he would probably kill you afterwards in a drunken brawl. You are a nobody, he a important warrior, no one would dare to blame. And besides... 20 000 fucking Golddragons... Thats... Quiet... VERY MUCH. With that you could live like a prince for the rest of your life. Or even a king...

Minutes later you walk back to your tend, guardsman caring a chests of gold behind you.

Vermögen: +20 000 Dragons

Title: Ser Dewey of the forfeit

What to do now (you coward)?

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