The sun is just setting, but the Bacchanalia is in full-swing. People are drinking, dancing, or drunkenly stumbling as they try to dance. Laughter and chatter fills the air, as does the sound of shameless debauchery. And among the crowd of people, the seven-foot-tall gladiator known as Methuselah gazes at you from one corner of the room. The look in his eyes tells you all you need to know; he wants you.
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