Fallen Empires: Job Hunting

Fallen Empires: Job Hunting

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This is a post game fanfiction. Minor Spoilers Ahead: After saving the world, killing a mindflayer, ending a civil war and saving the world. You'd think the Batterance gang have completed the hardest jobs of their lives. But things could only get harder when they find that they are in debt from all the property damage that was caused at Batterance Hall. So, the gang now are on the hardest quest yet. To find a job.
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