Warning: This is just a draft. ─What are you waiting for? Wake up already old fool. ─Just let him be.─ Crissandra pushed Holtran out of the way. ─What are you getting worked out about? He is just an old man that never made it past Zulot.─ Holtran complained angrily. ─We only brought him along because the guild master insisted. ─Hol, just shut up! This is an important crawl and your yapping is getting on my nerves.─ Rikku dropped down from a tree annoyed. ─What’s all that racket about? Can’t understand you younglings, you should rest when you get the chance.─ Ukbark, the old man, got up lazily. ─If it wasn’t for you and your stump I would be enjoying a drink a the tavern by now.─ Holtran smiled uglily. ─Holtran!─ Crissandra called out ashamed. ─This stump right here boy?─ The man raised his right arm to the youngling’s face, everything after the wrist was missing and a hideous star-shaped scar expanded from it up to the forearm. ─I got it for trying to bite more than I could chew and d...
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