Ive been searching for three nights for the lost princess. I know I have to stop and satisfy my stomach and thirst. I duck into a local tavern and order a bottle of wine. I spot some rival bounty hunters and enemies of mine lurking around. I have to keep low cover. I get up to leave, when I spot a familiar face. The face of the princess. I can tell the other bounty hunters are there too, eyeing her carefully, and waiting for her to leave, so they can ambush her. I smirk, and approach her.
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