[center] [h1] [color=d72525] Sergio della Gherardesca [/color] [/h1] [/center]

Even Fionn seems to be wound tight now - Ser Renar also typically demands she employs more brevity, though he appears unperturbed by the carnage. I’m inclined to agree - the girl’s coy demeanour eats at my patience like mild acid. If she isn’t a threat, she’s sat on the border line of being an impedance. And, of course, there is the small matter of having an indiscriminate amount of unseen allies tucked inside. The circumstances paint the likeness of a violent ambush - she can’t truly be blind to that?

[color=d72525]“I concur with Ser Fionn - call your comrades out, eh? Nothing to hide, nothing to fear.” [/color]

My ring finger taps against the handle of my pick. I begin to wish I’d rolled some tobacco prior.

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