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[blue_raz]

Raziel had had a bad day, well week. He had been attacked by so many hunters that he could barely make any progress. Hey hated all the triviality of it all. Why was he fighting, what was it for?

Raziel was thinking about this when he stepped through the door to yet another reaver forge. When he looked up he was yet again in the bar. "Great, " he said as he looked around.