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"So what is it that you do exactly?" "Well mate, I'm a fantastic shot, brilliant with any form of pointy objects, I have an undead monkey, he's also pretty good with a gun. A handful of other things but they're pretty irrelevant. I'm also very good at getting people to do what I want." Atlas looks over the room before grinning widely "I've also got a metric-fuck-ton of rum." "Okay he can stay, welcome to the team."
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