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Dusty Trails
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The door of the tavern swung open and Markus entered, looking disheveled and more than a little worried. He sat down next to the others and immediately set his arms down on the table and his face into his open palm.
"Sorry, I had to deal with some, ah... Family business," Markus chuckled slightly and smiled as he looked up to the others, then to the two new people. He almost jumped again at the sight of the bugbear, but quickly reasserted himself. These were strange times and he had to get used to it.
"Heh, sorry miss. Not used to seeing your kind around, is all. I'm Markus, current leader of this little band," he said, though he didn't sound particularly confident when he said leader. "And you two are...?"
"Sorry, I had to deal with some, ah... Family business," Markus chuckled slightly and smiled as he looked up to the others, then to the two new people. He almost jumped again at the sight of the bugbear, but quickly reasserted himself. These were strange times and he had to get used to it.
"Heh, sorry miss. Not used to seeing your kind around, is all. I'm Markus, current leader of this little band," he said, though he didn't sound particularly confident when he said leader. "And you two are...?"