North
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It's a quiet night as you take a stroll through town. But you know something's up. And a quick whistle confirms it.
Before the dagger can hit you, however, you catch it perfectly by the handle.
Footsteps indicate of a presence behind you, a sleek voice accompanying. "Impressive. Blind or not," he chuckles, dead amusement tainting his tone of voice.
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