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[color=orange][h2][b]The Arena's Holding area, Alvion[/b][/h2][/color]

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  The man uncorked the vial, confidently letting the knight smell the mixture. It smelled of grapes and smoke, sickeningly sweet as it choked the nostrils.

  As cicero retreated back into his thoughts, a wry smile curved on the thin lips of the stranger ...only to disappear when he made a counter offer.

  He shook his head calmly, not a single handshake returned.

  [color=9e0b0f][b]"I'm a business man, not a philanthropist. I'd like to see you win, but the best I can do is offer this to you first over anyone else. Tell you what,"[/b][/color] He stoppered the vial. [color=9e0b0f][b]"170 silver, just for you if you tell me your name so I can bet on it. I'm feelin generous today."[/b][/color]

[color=9e0b0f]"[b]But If you are not making the purchase, I've got your opponents waiting for me ...you only get a chance like this once in a blue moon,[/b] [i]knight.[/i][/color]" The man straightened his hood, a warning sign that he was prepared to leave if the deal didn't go through.

  

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