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    near." She spat. "As if a person like me would only rob them blind!" She huffed, then hesitated. "I mean, we was trying to rob them blind, but they didn''t know that. They just assumed it! Bunch of no good, dirty rotten, bell-ringing, pot-scrubbing, lice-eating," she kept grumbling for quite some time. Roux, who still wasn''t quite understanding the situation, patiently waited for her to get it all out of her system.


    faking the dirt and the smell. Pieces of dung-flavored, filthy rotten, stinky pieces of-" Roux let his mind wander as he waited for the girl to finish cursing the whole town. Money. He''d never had money yet. He understood the concept though. From the rooftops, they could see market stalls where people handed over shiny coins, and the stall owners would in return give food, decorations, weapons, all sorts of things.


    Get away from the bakery.


    Don''t you dare.


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    her forest of course. Stepping foot into her forest was a death wish. Just ask the skeletons forming a perfect circle in a three mile radius around her tower. Maewynh shrugged. Maybe there wasn''t enough forest for everybody after all.


    invent new ways to suffer." An involuntary giggle rose up. Then a chuckle. Then, since nobody was around, she gave in to full cackling. The sounds of her laughter echoed through an empty forest, devoid of all life. Far away, in another kingdom, a jolt of power flared and purple lighting lit up the sky again.