Mersheti was stuffing his belongings in a bag. He hated to leave his life long home, but lately the dam that protected the town from the waterfall started cracking, and the constant rain hasn't been helping much.
The journal of the assassin Storrischer Esel lay on the counter. Mersheti started reading it years age, yet he still found hard to believe that his grandfather was such a cruel man. The sword that was in Mersheti's family for generations was used by him. It was that sword that almost eliminated the Royal Family years ago.
"Mersheti, get your arse down here, we are leaving now!"
Quickly, Mersheti stuffed the journal in the bag and hurried downstairs.
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