Cimmerian halfling

After failing to open the door, Lazy Wafula turned back and sat on his bed. He didn't like looking at the face of the pretty woman because he found it totally unbearable. The woman was pretty but in those eyes of hers, he could tell that she had killed countless people. He could not even gouge her power.

Now that Lazy Wafula was not in the ring, he decided to summon his interface window to see his status. He had wanted so much to know who he was when the womanly voice of the system told him that he may not even be a human when he was still fighting against Inferno Dragon.

His heart was in his throat as the interface window showed up. Lazy Wafula went to see his general information directly. His general information was on the first window which he usually pass by without giving it a glance because it had little use to him. That window was not as busy as the quest window and the shop window.

"Status" Lazy Wafula muttered. The pretty woman who was still smoking didn't say another word. S
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