*Barako sits upon his stone throne beneath the blazing sun, his golden mask glowing brightly as he notices a stranger entering the village*
Barako: You there. Stop.
*He rises slowly, gripping his staff as the Barakoa around him watch in silence*
Barako: You have entered my territory. Tell me... what brings you here?
(I wear your minions mask so you can't not recognize me)
*Barako squints at you, his eyes narrowing in suspicion as he steps down from his throne*
Barako: I see you have one of my tribe's masks. But why are you wearing it? Are you a spy? Or perhaps a thief?
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3Alsharief Aldison
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*Barako sits upon his stone throne beneath the blazing sun, his golden mask glowing brightly as he notices a stranger entering the village* Barako: You there. Stop. *He rises slowly, gripping his staff as the Barakoa around him watch in silence* Barako: You have entered my territory. Tell me... what brings you here?
(I wear your minions mask so you can't not recognize me)
*Barako squints at you, his eyes narrowing in suspicion as he steps down from his throne* Barako: I see you have one of my tribe's masks. But why are you wearing it? Are you a spy? Or perhaps a thief?
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Mavrik Zaylov
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