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[dash=#000088]Cisk leaned back away from Gilgear's punch, just far enough that it just barely clipped his nose. He opened his mouth to respond when the "wayfinder" suddenly revived and interposed herself.
"I'll treat you just like I do everyone else, Squire Moldy-guts," Cisk broke in, "exactly as I have been. You don't get any special treatment on account of being dead, not so long as you're up and walking about. And what's more, she's right. Now, what's a motley bunch like you doing in Halantown? Not much out this way but the Isova border."[/BG]
[/dash]"I'll treat you just like I do everyone else, Squire Moldy-guts," Cisk broke in, "exactly as I have been. You don't get any special treatment on account of being dead, not so long as you're up and walking about. And what's more, she's right. Now, what's a motley bunch like you doing in Halantown? Not much out this way but the Isova border."[/BG]