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The group stood outside the door - smoke filled the air, the sounds of a raging fire in the distance barely even a thought as several group members readied their weapons.Inside the building was, supposedly (based on the information Clíona had, which was questionable at best) the captain of a particularly heinous pirate group.
Clíona had no idea why exactly this new group she’d just flung herself into was going after the captain, but she didn’t really care, either. “So yeah, if you go in here and up the stairs, chances are she’ll be in the room on the left. Unless she’s set out guards, or something.”Each of them looked at her with a mild degree of curiosity.“You’re not coming with us...?” The Paladin (who she threw at a group of guards not five minutes ago) was the first to speak up.
“Oh, fuck no. I was on my way to grab a snack. I can meet up with you after that, though.”