For all his flaws and issues, Clint had many special talents. One, he could go into a seedy bar and blend right in, even in his comparatively weird clothes. Two, he could convince a slave girl who didn't like talking to customers to not only talk to him, but to tell him all about how she'd ended up in her current situation. Three, he could spend enough time talking to the slave girl to convince some mercenaries to grab him and drag him off to a dark corner to be taught a lesson. And four, he could come back from said dark corner without the mercenaries, and with an entirely new outfit, as well as a pair of gun-like things. Really, things could have been a lot worse.
Re: A Brass Door
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