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<blockquote data-quote="VLAD the Destroyer" data-source="post: 8252644" data-attributes="member: 6803188">Kaliban took a big sip from his mug and smiled at his guide.&nbsp; He had become a fixture in the Hearth since his arrival in Candlekeep.&nbsp; He had been craving companionship since leaving seclusion.&nbsp; Even though the Hearth was more reserved than some of the other taverns he stopped in on his journey to the library there was still conversation and stories to be had.&nbsp; The gnome scans the room as he finishes off his drink.&nbsp; Several of the other Seekers had started to meet here in the late afternoon to eat, swap stories, and play cards but none of them seemed to have arrived yet.&nbsp; He sighed and looked down at his now empty mug.&nbsp; Signaling to a server for another.Kaliban glances at Parmak once more.&nbsp; He knew that the guide would be absorbed in the book for the rest of the night.&nbsp; With the unlikely chance of conversation from the guide the gnome slides off the stool and grabs his mug, crossing to a chair near the fire.&nbsp; He smiles at those nearby and takes a sip from his drink.&nbsp; He places it down next to him and settles in to wait for one of his fiends to arrive or an interesting conversation to start.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="VLAD the Destroyer, post: 8252644, member: 6803188"] Kaliban took a big sip from his mug and smiled at his guide. He had become a fixture in the Hearth since his arrival in Candlekeep. He had been craving companionship since leaving seclusion. Even though the Hearth was more reserved than some of the other taverns he stopped in on his journey to the library there was still conversation and stories to be had. The gnome scans the room as he finishes off his drink. Several of the other Seekers had started to meet here in the late afternoon to eat, swap stories, and play cards but none of them seemed to have arrived yet. He sighed and looked down at his now empty mug. Signaling to a server for another. Kaliban glances at Parmak once more. He knew that the guide would be absorbed in the book for the rest of the night. With the unlikely chance of conversation from the guide the gnome slides off the stool and grabs his mug, crossing to a chair near the fire. He smiles at those nearby and takes a sip from his drink. He places it down next to him and settles in to wait for one of his fiends to arrive or an interesting conversation to start. [/QUOTE]

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