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!attack north 🏴‍☠️🐉 After the intense battle and a much-needed rest, Gambino awoke to the sound of wagon approaching. As he sat up, he noticed a wagon being pulled by a sturdy horse, and inside it were two men who looked like they had just stepped off a pirate ship. Both men had beards and wore black and white striped bandanas on their heads. One sported an eye patch, while the other wore sun shades that seemed out of place in the medieval landscape. Gambino watched with curiosity as the wagon rolled closer. The two men were bickering, but it was mostly the one with the sun shades, who was boasting loudly in a manner that reminded Gambino of a petulant child. “My sword’s sharper than yours, my armor’s shinier, my horse is faster, my beard’s thicker, and my gold is more plentiful,” he declared with exaggerated confidence. The other man, sitting next to him, looked thoroughly unimpressed, his expression one of annoyance as he tried to tune out the endless stream of boasts. (1/3)
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(2/3) Gambino couldn’t help but smirk at the absurdity of the scene. He approached the wagon and called out, “Greetings, travelers! Might I ask for a ride back to the South?” The two men turned to look at Gambino, their expressions shifting from mild curiosity to outright disdain. They stared at him silently, as if offended by the mere suggestion that he might ride with them. Gambino felt a chill run down his spine as they continued to silently judge him, refusing to reply, as though he was beneath them. The wagon rolled on, leaving Gambino standing there, puzzled. “Who are these strange men?” he wondered. “And why do they head in a direction that’s neither North nor South?”
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(3/3) As the wagon moved further away, a thought crossed Gambino’s mind—could they be spies for the North? The idea gnawed at him, and his hand instinctively moved to the hilt of his sword. But just as he began to unsheathe it, a sudden pulse of energy surged through him, accompanied by a gut feeling that told him this was a bad idea. The wagon came to a halt, but neither of the men looked back at Gambino. They simply sat there, still and silent, as if they were waiting for something—or someone. Confused and uneasy, Gambino decided to heed his intuition. He turned away from the strange encounter and made his way back to his forces, determined to return to the South with his mind clear and his mission intact. As he walked away, he couldn’t help but shake his head at the bizarre encounter. “What an odd pair,” he muttered, glancing back one last time before continuing his journey southward.
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