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| “How so?” “They are lied to and enticed. Many at a tenderly young age. “Dramus” Beardy spoke Mustaches’ name with a disapproving tone. “Always the soft heart.” “Still,” Replied Dramus, “Some could be worth saving.” This upset the bearded one, “You do not even know these wretches! You have your widowed sister to take care of- she is family! You should-” “I love my sister dearly. What has this to do with her?” “Yes,” Phoenix thought, “this has nothing to do with her. What about those wretches?” “You know that funny young fellow out there near Pladue?” “Phoenixes ears pricked and he leaned farther towards them. “The one you called a good-hearted chap?” “I think so. He was talking to some shady blokes in the tavern, one of them wore the same black cloak- I am sure of it. I think that the chap joined in with them. That would be his own business and I would not risk my neck for him if I were you.” “But do you know the fellow I mean?” “Yes the young vagabond who makes a fool of himself in taverns!” At this Phoenix immediately headed towards the door. Dramus stopped and realized his conversation was overheard. Seeing Phoenixes determined demeanor made him smile in a curious hope. |
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