Dismas

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A prison riot! A fleeting chance to escape incarceration! He would be a fugitive, a hunted man, but a free one nonetheless...

Harried by a pursuing garrison, he took refuge in the foetid canals of the city. Concealment took its toll, and soon he began to see himself in the furtive, scurrying pests that formed an unfortunate portion of his meager diet. Freedom, once so fondly imagined, had become a vortex of degradation.

He was sick and starving. And in desperation, offered his expertise to an unscrupulous malefactor. Shackled once more to an unsavory task by an advance of gold, he lined his belly, girded himself, and prepared for One. Final. Heist. He fulfilled his obligations with exceptional lethality, but his grim satisfaction would prove short-lived...

The lifeless bodies of a woman and child, horribly mutilated by errant gunfire, stared spectrally through the remnants of the coach door. Arrested by the ghoulish sight, he felt the cold chains of remorse tighten around his heart. Guilt was a pursuer he could never outrun, a prison he would never escape.

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Elusive, evasive, persistent - righteous traits for a rogue.

"Aye, the low road is fraught. But it pays better."

"What I would not give for a drop of liquid courage..."

"I feel good. Something bad will surely happen momentarily."

"*drinks*...Huh? You don't expect me to fight sober, do you?"

"Didn't see that coming, did you?"

cute little animation
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