[ There is a new face in the town this evening, a young man with silver hair and dressed in jet-black armor. He paces from building to building and shoots every passerby a harsh glare, one that only seems to become worse with every minute. It almost feels as if he's looking for something
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[ He sounds a tad frustrated and, for better or worse, rather helpless. ]
My apologies. I shall continue my search, then.
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I am not the kind to believe such naive foolishness. If you pardon me, I have something of great importance to recover.
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