Dukalian or as his friends would call him Duke was just stepping out of one of the back alleys of the city. "Man I'm bored. These guys weren't even worth the challenge." Behind Duke were a handful of thugs spread all over the floor. Some were moaning in pain and some were unconscious with bruises and blood all over their bodies. " I wonder if this thing is one of a kind?" He said as he held up a small black crystal with a reddish shine in it. The crystal was hanging on a necklace around his neck. "Let's hope I can make some quick cash in this city." Duke finished as he walked out in the street.