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Star Song
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"So.." I inspect the device, "This will subdue her? Keep her tame..?"
The short man adjusting the collar grins, "If the collar don't, the cuffs sure will!"
"Hm.. Indeed."
"Now," He finishes with the collar and begins to sort through some clothing. "Can't have a slave walkin' 'round with no clothes on, you understand. She'll be gettin' rags o' course. But you.."
He comes uncomfortably close. "I heard that you was the son, of the late, great, Derek Solis. That true?"
"Um. Yes, but-"
"Well we can't have someone like you walkin' around with no armor, no weapon, can we? Now I'm thinkin' that someone like you, a Solis. All healed up, a brand new slave in tow. Would look damn good in a nice black tunic an' cape."
"That sounds really nice, but I really don't have the money for that right now."
"No money, no money. Just a favor.. Say you put in a good word for me with that brother of yours. Get me out o' this dump, eh? What do you say? A nice new tunic, helmet, and weapon. Just for a little favor like that. Just a little bit o' good word towards that brother of yours-what's his name? Levias?"
>Also you have some explaining for us.
>Are your brothers really so scary?
I.. I guess so. Maybe to other people. Our father raised us to follow in his footsteps. To be crusaders and smite evil.. Levias is a bit stern. He runs a unit of troops in a city right now I believe. Pretty high-end stuff.. But my other brother.. he shouldn't be here.. he.. he couldn't. There's just no way.
Hmm.. A new set of armor does sounds tempting.. But I don't know if I could convince my brother to take in a man like this.. I could always try to go after that fellow that took my stuff. Horris, was it?
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