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About Sandnes

Thing that pisses me off? The lies. They say it’s “therapeutic”—bollocks! It’s a tease with a price tag. Happiest I got was when this lass—proper fit—knew her stuff. Hands like a bloody sorceress, no kiddin’. Had me thinkin’, “Maybe I won’t kill everyone today.” Rare, that. Surprised me, too—didn’t expect skill in a backroom parlour.

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I look over, and some dude just smashed his bike into a lamppost. Classic Voss, right? I mean, who rides a bike on a cobblestone street? It’s like, “Dude, you’re asking for it.” I chuckle, but then I see him limping. Not funny anymore. I rush over, help him up. Turns out, he’s a tourist. Go figure.

I have rarely hated a bad guy as much as I hate Voss in Indiana Jones And The Great Circle