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At the docks, Parry dunked Sinew’s head into a rain barrel several times.
“Enough!” Sinew yelled as he freed himself from the blond man’s grip as water dripped from him. “I’m sober.”
“Perhaps. Stand on one foot and touch your nose.”
Parry laughed and then he said, “I wanted to see if you would try.”
Sinew punched his arm as he grumbled, “Blond Ox, why don’t you pick on someone your own size?”
He laughed some more and then he replied, “If I did that, I’d have no one to pick on.”
Parry and Sinew bought Sun Oranges from the peddler.
“What do you think is going on?” Sinew asked as he motioned to the Breakneck with his orange. “The discussion seems heated.”
Parry shaded his eyes from the high sun and then answered, “Perhaps something has happened.” He finished peeling his fruit, took a bite of the juicy yellow flesh, and then said, “Look... Ardor and Pluck have drawn their weapons. Could Pluck have challenged his position?”
“Is Pluck on duty tonight?” Parry asked with a hint of mischief in his blue eyes.
“No. Why?” Sinew questioned and then he recognized the look on his friend’s face. “What trouble are you planning?”
An expression of devilment appeared on the large man’s face as he replied, “We have yet to initiate this High Guard from the North. Tonight we shall use the Night Prowlers Raid.”