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It has been far too long, Mauyhem thought. The place that was once a safe house, a place for him and his allies to come and go safely, it was crumbled. There was nothing left, the defense systems were destroyed, he found natives inside his old room. What did he do? He ate their soup. Their brains in normal terms. He had much to do....
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Several months later, Mauyhem smiled. "It's shaping up nicely." He turned around looking over the rebuilt safehouse. "Now I only need to get some people here." Silently he punched in a message, sending it on old frequencies used by his old comrades. Then he punched out another message sending it to bounty hunters, mercenaries, and assassins. He was about to set up shop.
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Several months later, Mauyhem smiled. "It's shaping up nicely." He turned around looking over the rebuilt safehouse. "Now I only need to get some people here." Silently he punched in a message, sending it on old frequencies used by his old comrades. Then he punched out another message sending it to bounty hunters, mercenaries, and assassins. He was about to set up shop.