To Hunt In Packs [draft]

To Hunt In Packs [draft]

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Gangs and factions owned the streets of Ancient Rome, engaging in fierce battles to decide who would seize its fruitful power. Political pay-offs, sabotage, and assassinations decided who lived to fight another day. This is the story of the most sought after theif in Rome followed by his companions, a woman he was hired to kill by his greatest betrayer, and a man who is hell bent on avenging his loved ones. What they will unearth in their journey to find out the answers is far above themselves, and far above any number of coin. Fortunes, fallacies, and feres await us in a story of conspiracy, corruption, and crime. Will you be the one to fight alone, or be the one to hunt in packs?
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