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Our heroes take a short respite at an Inn, and run into trouble.
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| Pardon, Barkeep, but I'd like two Vanilla Cokes and a plate of Nachos. | |
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| Uh, what kind would that be? | |
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| Well, you know, heroes.... | |
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We begin to see Spectre's abilities!
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| I am troubled by your lack of service. | |
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