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... d of crafty men.”
Gustave Flaubert
“Wakey, wakey.” I was woken by Namir chomping at the bit. “Time to put your sensory skills to the test.” I groaned as I rolled out of bed. The midnight statue-making session had taken it out of me. Namir was freakishly happy to be up and about.
“Rather than four different patrols, we will spiral outward from the Thorpe until we find something. Then call it in, wait for a second patrol and kill them.” Perhaps having a base to hunt from ap ...
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