The world suddenly went a few shades darker as the sunlight coming in from the open windows was blocked by a tower of a man.
A massive collection of leather and chains loomed over him, he probably hadn't even noticed him. Horace looked up to look at the mountain that cast a large shadow.

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"I agree. I'd suggest they are from a nearby guild feeling threatened. Is this place on someone else's [i]turf[/i]? I know a thing or two about turf-wars."

Sam came strolling out of the kitchen holding a tray with 5 red smoking flasks on it. "No stories about the island Hor, freaks people out I tell ya."