NO SLEEP TILL | WEEKLY TASKS 6.4 - 6.10

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[b][color=#414a4c]"Hit me, boy," Amren cackled upon arrival, arms crossing over her chest as she gazed almost pleasantly up at her commander. Pleasantly was... an understatement for the girl that was all edges and anger but even she had no doubt that Cain sensed the softness in her, saw it in that gleam that danced in her silver eyes. She liked Blackfall - as much as she hated to admit it - and she even halfway tolerated Cain and the merry band of idiots he had acquired. If she had to display that mild endearment and dangerous appreciation via means of a "weekly task" then so be it. She was more than capable of handling anything Cain saw fit to throw at her.