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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 24, 2015 14:21:10 GMT -5
"So it is," she agreed. "Fine, then. You speak to the bartender, I'll speak to one of the men who shows signs of being addicted. Tim, maybe you could speak to some of the addicts too."
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Post by Lord Maekar Tyrell on May 24, 2015 14:23:33 GMT -5
He nodded,"Good idea splitting up, but maybe move off one at a time." He leaned against the back of the chair and relaxed, sipping his ale.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 24, 2015 15:03:21 GMT -5
"I'll go first," Morgan said. She got up and looked around, trying to catch the eye of any man who looked like he might be under the influence of the drug.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 24, 2015 16:09:20 GMT -5
Morgan catches plenty of eyes. She notices a few people are certainly acting super paranoid and energetic, even if they stare at her anyway.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 24, 2015 16:29:58 GMT -5
She hesitated a moment then strolled as casually as possible over to the nearest man. "Good evening," she said merrily. "I grow tired of my friends' company. I thought it would be pleasant to make new friends tonight." She smiled sweetly at the man. "May I join you?"
Charm 60
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 24, 2015 17:08:04 GMT -5
The man nods. "'Course," he said, waving her to a seat. "You're working for them, ain't he?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 24, 2015 17:16:22 GMT -5
"I'm working for myself," she said before sliding into a seat next to him. "I am a free woman, after all. But who did you think I'm working for? I may be in need of work soon enough."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 24, 2015 19:39:38 GMT -5
"Well," the man said, "you can work with me. I'll protect you," he offered. "Them sapheads are dangerous folk."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 25, 2015 5:04:04 GMT -5
"I'm glad to hear it," she said. "What's your line of work then? If we are to work together, I should know what we are doing."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 25, 2015 12:57:02 GMT -5
He looks serious. "Hunting black brothers," he said."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 25, 2015 13:24:14 GMT -5
Her eyes widened. "Oh, you mean recruiting them?" She asked. "I heard that there are more recruiting parties out and about recently. Are you a...wandering crow? I think that's the term."
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 25, 2015 15:19:15 GMT -5
Tim will go to one of the addict tables since the other two have their own good ideas. "You boys interested in making some gold?" He'll ask the table as he sits.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 25, 2015 16:17:14 GMT -5
He shakes his head. "No," he said, "they are evil." He said. "I hunt them."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 25, 2015 16:31:22 GMT -5
He shakes his head. "No," he said, "they are evil." He said. "I hunt them." "But why?" Morgan asked. "The Night's Watch is the shield that guards the realms of men. Every child learns that. Why would you think they are evil? What would you hunt them for?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 25, 2015 16:33:26 GMT -5
The weird man shakes his head. "They took my son, they did. And then he came back and he was different, I tell ye."
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