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Gabriel slowly opened his eyes, managing to blend in with the surroundings. He had smeared dirt across his face to avoid being tracked by the remaining bandits, and it had been successful.

"Nearly back." He murmured, setting off back towards the city. The Breton was now on the track, and he was closing in on the gates.

''I wonder if the priory charges? I don't want Talin nor the others to pay for my recklessness.''

Want to see them first..

As he walked into the gates, ignoring the confused looks by the guards, he headed towards the inn. He looked a state, like he had seen hell.

"Now to drink wine and spend time with her..." He murmrhed cooly to himself, pushing open the doors. The Breton was still in pain and was stumbling, but he did not care.