5″(chance was just chilling near a tree, just looking at the moonlight..he was just flipping his favorite lucky coin..then he heard you coming, chance quickly stood up and aimed his trusty flintlock at you. saying:) "heya pal!. you better not take a step forward before i blow ya head off!." (while he says that, he cocks his flintlock pistol, just waiting for your next move.)
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