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[center][b][color=00746b][h2]Kyzler the cursed hunter[/h2][/color][/b] [/center]
[hr]([i]@ the Tavern [/i])[hr]


[b]"I'm still 'ere. Just feeling a bit beyond my years. That's all."[/b] He says with sigh as he taps his pipe against the table to clear if before tucking it back away.
[b]"But it ain't nothing a hard drink can't cure."[/b] he says as he springs to his feet with a growing smile, either discovering some reservoir of energy or simply faking it to cover his distant mood. 

Stepping back as to not have to crane his neck to look at the tall man, Ky carries on.

[b]"Eh, she's a witch. Never can say where they are or ought to be. Well actually I know where they ought to be, at the bottom of a burning stake pile! Em I right!?"[/b] He lets out a light hearted chuckle as he pats the man on the shoulder. Clearly proud of his little malicious joke.