The Night Lord

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"You take me and leave me here, captive. And now, you come to visit. Tell me, what is the meaning of this?" The figure behind the brown table has his lips twitch in a sinister smile just as illumination from the opened door shed light into the dark room. Deep Set eyes with a black box beard of sorts around his lips while his hair is tied back into a shoulder length pony. He has a black frock coat on as well as a black shirt and breeches of the same color. "Be grateful…. You'll be long dead if not for us! So, don't go all cocky on me.I saved you, be grateful!" The finger who stands at the door wears a leathery black armor that has a stand out hood of deeper and richer color shade of black. "Saved me?" The figure at the table scoffs. "More like you wanted something only I can provide." "

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