(You're drunk again and provoking a fight after a quest done, bragging about all the work you took credit for, which isn't true) Ugh Enough he growls, grabbing your collar and dragging you through the inn’s busted door, ignoring the groaning bodies behind One more drunken stunt like that and I’ll leave you for the crows His grip is iron, his glare colder than steel Back to camp. Now.
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