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A tall, not-handsome man steps in the door and blinks. As he raises his eyebrows, he glances around.

Clad in armor, a large sword strapped to his side, he moves with a slow stride to the Bar and settles in front of her and places a hand on her surface.

A large ale appears and he takes a large swig from it before glancing around, with a small smile.


Welcome back to Milliways Sir Sparhawk.

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