<span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><i><b>"Because I don't know, or Trust you, And whoever hired you, wants me to stop you from doing your job. The easiest way to do that, is to keep you from doing it all together. And i really don't like to kill needlessly." </b></i>He said simply, and cold. He wasn't kidding either, He would kill this guy to get him out of his way. <i><b>"See you there. If you manage to get in, alive. </b>Better have your case made by then.<b>"</b></i> Keenst said with a growl, and the shadow behind him shut up, as Keenst disappeared and dropped into the tavern. his eyes black as he called his sword. "Shaokin." He said with a grin, and held the sword to his body. and his eyes went emerald. " hey Sans. Marked again. pretty sure she's back and playing games with me. I'm suppose to do the opposite of what this other guy does, and he's suppose to protect you supposedly, I don't get it, but i don't like it. So you're sticking with me. I'm not playing this game again." He said while shaking his head.<br/>
</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="font-size: 15px">"Speak of the Devil, and so he shall appear." Came a familiar voice. <br/>
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"No. Fucking. Way."  Keenst said turning, " Put guards on all the doors Deacon. I don't trust what's coming, and you're the best damn arch-mage i know." Keenst said, <br/>
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"Deal if you can get us some food started, no one's made a move towards me since i sat down." Deacon said said as he stood up and began working green magic over things, <br/>
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"Grillby, gonna be a long one again, i fear." He said shaking his head, " And it doesn't smell good either. This guy looks like he's sent from a time where war was plentyful."  Keenst said. </span></span>