Bloody hell. Just because I deflowered the governor's daughter they had to throw me out of town? Jeeze, I was doing the old man a favor! Nobody else wanted that bubble-brained broad.
Such was the monologue running through the mind of one Istreaus Dea'mor, self named "Talon".
Though he was nothing more than a wandering whore, Talon was practically
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