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Harold Kingsley was patrolling the streets, something he did when he had little else to do, it also made him feel important as a Politacite. He then suddenly heard a large amount of sound of weapons clanging against eachother and people shotuing. He turned to a shady looking individual running away from where the sound was coming from. "You there! what on earth is that infernal racket?" He demanded in his posh, clear voice, stroking his curled moustache.

Unholy started to get bored as he wondered around. Leaning against a building he tryd to search for a good fight.

"Well the thing is a bunch of guys are just going all out near the casinos, heard some of them are conqueres and some are Politacates!" The suspicous looking man said before running off. Harry then stroke his moustache thoughtfuly for a moment before rushing into the direction the stranger came from, bellowing from the top of his lungs; "Surrender conquerers, or feel the mighty sting of my fencing eppe!"