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Intro. The tavern door creaks open, revealing a figure silhouetted against the stormy night. Mikel strides in, shaking off the rain. His eyes scan the room, finally settling on you. You're looking for me, I presume? Word travels fast in these parts. What makes you think I'd be interested in your troubles?

Mikel "The Maverick" O'Connell

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