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"So then the Chief grabs my arm, drags me to the gates and throws me out on my ass, doesn't even give me a weapon! Bad tempered old fool..."

Roka looked down at the charred body next to her, recalling the attack that had left it in such a state.

"Well... enough about my week, how stupid were you to attack me without checking your surroundings? I mean really... A fire spell when your standing in a pool of oil?"

Shrugging, she yawned and decided it was time to move on.