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[u][i][b]While the gang were discussing important matters...[/b][/i][/u]

"Did I stutter?" The Englishman responded to the adventurer next to him.  "[i]Aurok the fucking Maneater[/i]."

"By the Quinity, you're pulling my leg."

The bartender, like the man next to Zell, was skeptical, but when Zell told them to go upstairs, right now, and ask Lucinda Bottrill what the Source Code said, they started to believe the claim.  A few more ears caught the loud conversation at the bar.  Mutterings began to spread the word around the room.  Some repeated the claim.  Some just said that a loudmouth was spouting nonsense at the bar.  Either way, once the claim was proven, they would all remember this moment.  [i]Yup,[/i] Zell thought.  [i]When a Bronze Tier Party, fresh as a daisy, rolled into town with Platinum Trophy on their name.[/i]

Fuck it - it was a great story. Step one: Start spreading it now - Step two: people buy you beers in the future to tell the tale.

This was not Zell's first rodeo.


"What's this about Aurok?" asked an approaching gnome to the bartender, climbing up a stool to sit at the bar.

"This one and his lot have just walked in and registered... [i]only[/i] after killing Aurok the Maneater."

"Horse shit, they have," was the response.  "[i]Aurok?[/i] Give it up.  That monster's not going anywhere until a top-tier party come in and decide to sort him out."

Zell's face was about as smug as it could get.  He took a swig of his beer.  The bartender side-eyed the Englishman, then responded to the gnome. "I dunno, Jareth.  I think he's telling the truth.  Lucy!" he shouted up to the mezzanine. "That Aurok bounty?"

When she leaned into view and confirmed the kill, everyone gave Zell a second look.  He gave them a bounce of his eyebrows as he took another satisfactory sip.

"By the forked beard of Hades."

"We are [i]Second Chance[/i]," Zell told them, loudly enough for more than just them three to hear.  "You're gonna be hearing that name a fair bit in the not-so distant future.  So you remember it.  Write it down.  Tell your friends."