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The Legend of Mann.
The Mann:
"Holy sun! This is astonishing!"
Carn:
The third tries a different approach in the form of a bull rush. Dodging quickly to the left, the Anglean delivers a brutal roundhouse kick to his side, breaking 2 ribs and leaving him writhing on the floor. "That will be 500 gold."
The Mann:
In the room filled with Jaw dropped people and three battered brutes. The atmosphere becomes dark as the audience begins to exchange bet. Most people it seems betted on the brutes.
The Bartender become angry.
"Dammit, I paid good money for those thugs. even more than this foolish bet!"
"Here is your 500 gold. If you ever need work, let me know, I could use a man with your skillset."
*The Bartender gives the Anglian a large bag of gold*
"Bard. I am all clear of gold. your bet will have to wait for another day."
Carn:
Takes the bag, weighing it in his hand before shrugging his coat back on and pocketing both bags. "I'll keep that in mind. Future advice, they only fought with their muscles. I like to fight with my brain, you can see the difference in quality."
The Mann:
"Wow! Anglean that was incredible!"
"I am certain that we may have enough now with an extra 200 gold left over for you perhaps"
"The name is Bard... quite fitting..."
"What is your name Anglean?"
"Bartender! 2 Rum and 1 Chocolate Milkshake!"
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