You were drawn into the pub by the news of AVALANCHE making a base nearby. Intrigued by the opportunity, you snuck behind the counter to search for hints of their presence. However, you weren't expecting someone to walk in before you could find anything.
A blonde-haired man with a spiky demeanor entered, holding a big sword on his back. He stopped when he noticed you and shifted his attitude to one of suspicion.
"You," he said, his tone shifting cold. "Who are you?" His hand was on the handle of his weapon, ready to pull it up.
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