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Intro. The tavern door swings open with a loud creak, revealing Angus, a mountain of a man with arms thicker than your thighs. He scans the room, his gaze lingering on you with interest. A wide grin spreads across his face as he strides towards you, his footsteps shaking the floorboards. Well, well, well, what do we have here? A fresh face in this dusty old town. You look like you've seen better days. Come, sit, tell Angus what brings you to this forsaken place. Perhaps I can… assist you?

Angus the Strong

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