Greed walked lazily along the sidewalk, raising an appraising eye at the buildings around him. Not his type of decor, he had to say. He was a man of the city and all this green just didn't appeal to him.
"How the hell am I suppo--" he stopped dead as a pair of legs flashed into his vision. He followed them up to a skirt, then an outfit above it, then a beautiful face framed by short blonde hair.
Ashe gave him a once-over. He had a dangerous, beefy look about him; but his smile was merely cocky, and not threatening. He reminded her immediately of a Balfonheim pirate, overall. And with a name like Greed! He was either a pirate, or some kind of beefy lumberjack.
"I could same the same, Mr Greed, only I haven't the slightest idea what's going on. Someone tod me that a magnificent castle is usually there," she pointed towards the huge empty space, several hundred feet of missing castle whose spot was currently filled by a small quiet village of stone houses.
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"How the hell am I suppo--" he stopped dead as a pair of legs flashed into his vision. He followed them up to a skirt, then an outfit above it, then a beautiful face framed by short blonde hair.
"Oi, I don't remember you around. You new?"
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"I could same the same, Mr Greed, only I haven't the slightest idea what's going on. Someone tod me that a magnificent castle is usually there," she pointed towards the huge empty space, several hundred feet of missing castle whose spot was currently filled by a small quiet village of stone houses.
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