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Dead Snake

"I don't like it," Bannok glared at Tycondrius, who sat across from him at the planning table. 

⟬ Bannok, Gold-Rank Human Weaponmaster. Guild Brazen Guard. ⟭ 

"I gathered, Brother-Bannok," Tycon nodded. "As the name of the dungeon is the 'Halls of the Dead Serpent', I'd imagined you would not enjoy being here."

"I was talkin' about your banner, guy!" Bannok scowled. "It's got a snake on it. I hate it!"

Tycon glanced over at his left shoulder plate, the one painted with the Guild Letalis snake skull... but he had a perfect excuse, prepared for the human's suspicion, "Ah, this? Well, Brother-Bannok, a dead snake has a much different meaning than a living one."

"Makes sense!" Ariadne clapped her hands together, "Husband, be nice! You know that Mister Tactician don't mean no harm!"

⟬ Ariadne, Gold-Rank Elven Priestess. Guild Brazen Guard. ⟭ 

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