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  1. Blades in the dark

    It was the flash of off-whites and jovial tone that said it was going to be everything but, "Alright. Allow me to explain exactly how this goes. This is Doskvol." The teeth and voice like gravel belonged to a large man; tall and barrel-chested. His coat made his shoulders seem even broader than they already were to hold those logs one could only assume were his arms, which made the hairy cinder blocks on the end his fist. And what he clutched in it...

    "My Doskvol. And