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~~Valentine's Day Special - (page 3 of 8)~~

The place wasn't open, but it was still abuzz with activity. And Loren quickly realized why.

Dozens of large, ethereal geckos hovered in the air, unaffected by the club's low lighting.

Reapers.

'There are quite a few familiar faces in here,' said Rezolo in the echo of privacy.

Loren was already scanning the crowd for any signs of recognition. If these were all Freemen, then that was unlikely.

Zahi had already peeled off to go converse with one of the several groups that dotted the main room, and the trio of Freemen who'd brought him headed over to a corner, not waiting for him.

Loren found himself gravitating toward the bar area, instead. He wasn't a very heavy drinker, but there was a veritable buffet of snack foods that attracted him over. Hmm, did they have those little hot dogs wrapped in bread or whatever it was? Maybe some crackers with that white, lumpy shit on it?

Okay, so he wasn't exactly a foodie, but he knew what tasted good and what didn't.

A conversation in his ear caught his attention as he was looking over his prospects.

"Think he'll go for it?"

"No idea."

"I thought he was all about achieving glory on the battlefield."

"Can't believe everything you hear, I guess."

"Hrm. I suppose if he wasn't receptive to the idea of joining us, then he wouldn't have showed up out of the blue like this."

Loren's brow lowered as he stuffed his face. They weren't talking about him, were they? No, he'd only just arrived--and with an escort, too. Must've been referring to someone else.

He considered interjecting into the conversation to ask directly, but they answered his question without him having to.

"Having the Marauder of Calthos on our side would be a huge get."

"Yeah, no shit."

Loren paused mid-bite.