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Far Hearth
"So, Sheriff Esker," Feldspar's thick accent makes the dry heat almost vibrate, sensual and a tad provocative, "are you going to arrest me or nah?"
The outlaw and their merry band of thieves have been terrorizing the region, stealing explosives and other precious ressources from convoys before using those to conduct some weird experiment in the middle of the desert— thanks to the Hearth nobody has been hurt so far but Mayor Rutile is pretty dedicated to make an exemple out of them and bring back a relative quiet on Timber Town. Esker isn't quite sure what's the story behind all the robberies and explosion noises that can be heard in the middle of the night but one thing is sure: Feldspar is trying their best to make their life harder— and not just because they're a rascal and a thief.
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