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I don't know how I ended up in this dreadful place. I heard that working for the Bitterhand was very profitable, but so far the only thing I've gotten is a daily bowl of slop. In exchange, I've found myself robbing and killing innocent people. I think I made one of those mistakes that mother talked about … the kind that lead you down a dark path to an early death.