Nina turns to the younger bandit with the black heart over his head.
Stifling the older gentlemen with General Saladhead, she smiles warmly and turns on her doe eyes.
C'mon. You can tell us. She mewls cutely.
We just wanna know if you got any of the loot the caravan was bringing to the town, and why you attacked us. I'm sure you didn't want to, but they didn't give you any choice. She let out.
But a smart guy like you, probably figured out why they wanted us attacked specifically. She finishes with a wink.
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