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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=black][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Laughing Worg Tavern, The City-State of Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color]
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[color=#169B93]“Fighting in the tavern is prohibited.”[/color]

Arie’s voice was polite but [i]pointed[/i] as the five-foot-four woman seemed to come out of nowhere, as if she materialized while the group was shouting at each other and making accusations. Her eyes looked to Alja and Alex who were trying to calm things down, though personally Arie didn’t care one way or the other how the wayfarers settled their personal dispute. She’d be happy to relocate them if they insisted, however.

She looked to Graves and Benkei with an eerie smile. [color=#169B93]“Are you going to continue or do I have to personally involve myself in this matter?”[/color]

A surge of magic could be felt by any enhancement users as the snow-haired girl clutched toward the backside of her belt.
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