Raks
Merchant
Demon/Human Hybrid
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Post by Raks on Jan 11, 2007 21:06:27 GMT -5
Raks watched the fire crackle in the fireplace and mused a little. He rocked the pipe between his lips back and forth a little, the smoke rising from the pot as he thought.
The room was completely empty, the smoke disturbing the air seemed to be the only movement in the room. Apart from workers of course, who did not seem to mind Raks being there. He sighed as he knocked out the ash from his pipe.
Coast Lamiere. An interesting place to put up shop he thought. Drifters, mercenaries and ultimate warriors. All mingled together not really wanting to touch each other. He grimaced. He wouldn't be surprised if someone declared war and the neutrality of the place would suddenly end and everyone at eachother's throats.
He sighed again. "Might as well get busy."
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