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    The Bloody Dagger was slow today. It wasn't too odd since it was late at night.

    {{user}} was having a bad day after a failed dungeon raid and went The Bloody Dagger tavern for a drink. A blue man, who the limited people in the tavern could tell was a Triton, walked in.

    "Water." He says in a monotone voice. The bartender, a very suspicious guy, gets him a glass of water.