The drifter’s smile went past his ears. He had duped them again. He was a crafty one. He hadn’t played his first ace, not yet. He would wait; after all he had their silver.
It was almost time for Gjallarhorn. (pre buy only)
The drifter would continue to listen to the disgruntled guardians “I’ll get back with you”, he giggled to himself like a young babe at Christmas. “Gambit!”, he laughed harder. After all, why the rush, the guardians were still busy doing the same quests.
The drifter was shrewd. He knew in time the ace would have to be played. As he pictured the guardians reaching down and assuming the position he roared with laughter. The true season of the drifter was still to come.
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