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•] Duke Gegory Hunt [•
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Date Posted: 14:18:06 01/27/02 Sun
In reply to:
Gordon
's message, "Furtive looks" on 21:57:51 01/26/02 Sat
•] Duke steps in, his suspicion aroused as he had followed the path that the theif had taken. Now, his thoughts were confirmed as he entered his late king's chambers. Besides the new clothing, this man still had the look and scent of a common thief, nothing more. The Duke pauses at the threshold before crossing it, coming up unawares. [•
•] With a rustle, his cloak is flipped back, deft fingers moved to his opposite sleeve, drawing out the dagger he kept hidden. Dark eyes shed their normal light of calm, radiating grimness. A quick movement, and the dagger is flicked to the man's back, pressing into the fine clothing sullied by the theif's personality. Voice was low, and strangely calm, though deceptive. He hardly showed this side, but it was not unused to him. A remnant of his campaigning days, as a general. [• I suggest you put everything back in its place. Do you know what I do to thieves?
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