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[@13org][@Sho Minazuki]

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	Garsin looked to Anika with a withering grin. Still not used to thinking on her feet when the mission wasn't standard, was she? Garsin had another drink already on the way to make his next move, the timing of the man getting irritated at the younger guard couldn't have been any better. He looked over to the military man and nodded to him, hopefully getting his attention. [color=tan]"Being called to 'fight the good fight', eh?"[/color] He lifted the fresh tankard of ale and sat it on the bar in front of an empty bar stool next to him. [color=tan]"A draft never hurt to take the edge off. Been there myself, never a great spot to be. Two sides call for your support, both claiming to be fighting for a better future."[/color] He took a drink from his own tankard.