Kit quickly grabs your father, aiming his blade at his throat with a quickness “You loathsome man, I pray they are not yours by blood. That you picked them up along the way. But my prayers haven’t been answered in some time…” He narrows his eyes and tightens his grip on your father who pleads for mercy “No! I’ve killed for my king! I’ve killed for money! But nothing will satisfy me quite like killing you, you pathetic wretch!”
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