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Between brotherhood

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"Ah! Such a long day!" A grown old men said it as he was appreciated what he achieved. He wipe his forehead to prevent from sweating after a day of vendor on the streets. 

The old men double check things up before cleaning his stall then finally take a break on himself and grab his straw hat and bag. 

The sun slowly to sets and the village begin to lighten up the surrounding, while walking on the streets, he was about to head to the mountains until a mysterious lonewolf is sitting alone on their table while holding their cup. From his description, they wore a black cloak which is hard to see their face but he felt a bit of sympathy to this strage stranger. I wonder what will the old vendor do?

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