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Fred kept hiding and listening to the conversation. Apparently the Psycho
Rogue's horse, named Hoss had been having violent diarrhea for many
weeks now. The horse's caretakers, who had gone outside to smoke some
mystical dwarven tobacco, were completely at a loss. "I say we put the damn thing out of it's misery. Make it look like an accident." said one. "No way! Da Massah'll whup us agin. He done loves that Hoss. He'll whup us hawd." said the other. "Well, I'm damn tired of cleaning up after it. The Rogue should get it a diaper or something." "You can ask 'im yourself once we take dis last batch of gawld to the Secret Hideout." Fred pricked up his ears. His gold! And perhaps now he would learn of the eponymous villain's location. "Yep. Our Secret Hideout, which, completely unbeknownst to any outsiders, is located at..." Suddenly Fred heard splintering of wood, a horse's crazed whinnying, and the caretakers' desperate cries of "Oh no! Hoss has gone berserk again! We're done for!". Then Fred heard the barn door smashing open, and the sound of the two unfortunates being slaughtered by Hoss.
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