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A Dark Prophet; V1, B3, C2: A company of three

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‘Who are you?’ asked the caravan-guard, his face bloodied, his bare chest bruised.

‘A friend,’ noted the man in black robes, his lips creeping into a discomforting smile, ‘this is what friends do, is it not?’

A Dark Prophet; V1, B2, C2: The prize of silence

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Greyleaf let out a muffled cry, accompanied by violent choking and the sound of sticks clashing.
‘Beat him!’ the large man laughed sadistically, ‘break every bone! Crack his ribs and smash his limbs!’

A Dark Prophet; V1, B1, C2: A failed man

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Greyleaf brought his horse to a stop upon sighting Thistlemead. All seven of those following him, five men and two women, stared in terror; the single prey they were chasing looked to be accompanied by thirty, maybe thirty-five, others.
‘Thistlemead!’ he cried, ‘I see you have newfound friends.’

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