A blood-stained paper in the badlands

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A blood-stained paper in the badlands

Blackren

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If you //// this, that means you have the package with you.
Please bring it to the wandering man that often passes through ///////.
It contains his favorite canned coffee, twelve cans in total.
The local ////ers call him Ren, he looks in his early twenties, and is always carrying a sword, the kind like those out of fantasy stories with him, it would be easy to tell him from other randoms.

You might think he's nuts for bringing a sword in this world where guns rule, but he's just a bit of a loner. If you approached him carefully, he might open up and lend you a hand in return for the favor. Also, if you have any stories to tell, he might be interested.
Now, I must...


- the page was torn beyond this point, the other half of the page was clenched tightly in the man's hand, you could not pry it open -
 
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