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The taste of the liquor Enzeru had consumed ealier,still burned deeply in his mouth, but as the gunman sat cross-legged next to the fireplace in Amarth's quaint cottage, heavenly aromas began to tickle his nose and the burning sensation in his mouth began to linger.
As Enzeru sat there, he cast glances towards Amarth, who was seated in the kitchen and began to think of ways of approahcing to subject of him joining the party and thwarting the evil that threatened their mother nation. But the gunman was nervous. Here he sat in the house of his boyhood hero. The great General of the Northern armies, whose victories still amazed the nations modern generations.
Damn...I didn't think it'd be this hard to ask the guy to join us....I mean..
GRUMBLE! A large groan was released from Enzeru's empty stomach. Enzeru grabbed his stomach and bowed his head.
All this worrying is making me hungry...I'll think of a way later...after we eat...damn that food smells good...I hope dinner is ready soon
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