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A man dropped into the Nexus, wearing a mask that covered half his face, allowing the dirty blonde moustache to fall free beneath it. He was dressed in a dark, lightweight armor, with a sword strapped to his back. Glancing around, he saw the sign.
"A question? Very well. How would you handle two rather reckless young ones, whom you have been assigned to protect? Especially when they insist on running off on insane adventures?"
"A question? Very well. How would you handle two rather reckless young ones, whom you have been assigned to protect? Especially when they insist on running off on insane adventures?"