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[Gustav]

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That's what they say cats have. Gustav constantly marveled at how many times he had escaped the Reaper's grip. Had continued to elude that dark man awaiting him at Life's end..

Minoc was quiet as it always had been. Peaceful. The perfect place to recuperate and get back into the swing of things. Now if only he could sit up. But the healers would keep pressing him back to that damnable bed when he ought to be out making contact with his contacts.

A few times he had managed to evade those thoughtful old men, and had stood in the doorway, peering out into the gypsy camps.

He hadn't seen Ceza.. but he had seen the little bird. Soren had passed by a few times. One of these times he would have to catch her attention and find out what the hell had been going on in his absence.
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It wasn't nailed down, was it? They must not have wanted it.