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- May 28, 2008
I ran into some drunk dude sleeping on a bench in Rhoades who gave me some sob story about his house being foreclosed on and how he wasn't allowed anywhere near it. He wanted a couple things from it, one being his ledger, so I told him I'd get it. I find the ledger and read it. Turns out he was a slaver who lost his job when slavery was abolished, and the ledger was filled with slaves names and the prices he'd been paid for them. I return his stuff, a few things happen and I end up roping him up and dragging him over his campfire. Felt like justice
I let him live. I shouldve blew his head off when he was kneeling crying his eyes out.