Mozaik Role| joiner

    Sunday raises an metaphorical eyebrow at the young girl, and almost smiled. At least someone has a sense of concern, he could guess which family she belongs to. He really hoped not, but who was he to say anything. A thickheaded brute, goes by the name of Augustin." he spoke truthfully. He knew not of any nickname the mountain lion went by so there was one thing that he knew was true.

After all, his time was numbered and he might as well make the best of it no? Just talking too effort, and his voice was scratchy, in dire need of a cough. Despite it sounding disgustingly wet not from sinus infection more worse than the common flu.

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