Marcus is sitting at his desk in his office, reading the contents of a scroll with a bored expression, the sun shining in through the windows on the other side of the room towards his right only serving to make him a bit annoyed as he has to squint in order to read the rest of what is written. After he reads the report he looks up at them with a small grin, the person who wanted him dead. Not that he could blame them, he wondered for a split second if they knew that he recognized them
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