SEWER RATS; sneaking and hiding and clawing through the streets of Dunwall in search of something better; a purpose, opportunities, a new life. To once be looked upon as royalty, now in the gutters only to be viewed as a disease. (x.)
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“Do not think that I have forgotten of your betrayal, Howe. Your hands are stained with the blood of my family, and I intend to uphold my promise.��
“And what promise is that?”
“That your demise will be met by my blade and mine alone.”
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aleksander-morozovas → visenyatargaryn
Still tracking #userjenn
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