Akira Fubuki

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banging his head against the wall. "What's wrong with him?" he inquired. "Oh him," Akira Fubuki replied, "I bet him $100,000 that by 10 o'clock this morning that I would have the president of Chase Manhattan Bank "right by the balls."" The life of a caravan guard consists of stretches of boredom attentuated by the necessity of alertness, punctuated with frantic, life-threatening activity. I spent most of my Akira Fubuki gallery time on the road training and keeping in combat form, so when the inevitable attack came, I could take out enough of the bandits with my Akira Fubuki gallery fists and hooves to pick up a hearty slave bounty, or use my Akira Fubuki gallery horn and just bring in the heads off the corpses. I had originally intended to be a knight, as I was one of those later sons of large noble houses. I had had disagreements of several kinds with my Akira Fubuki gallery sponsor, however, finally culminating in me being tossed out with all the necessary training, but no armor, weapons, or title. ...(cont.)
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