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Message: <blockquote data-quote="renau1g" data-source="post: 5255610" data-attributes="member: 54810">"Oh, did I? I must have been thinking about that dress I was to make soon. Ah forgive me, I meant threats, I assumed that you already knew about this. We had made many petitions, but it does seem like we are two unimportant." Svetlana says, her eyes turning glassy, as Oleg swears up a storm, throws up his hands and walks away. You hear him grumbling "Lousy, beaurocrats and their red tape, why I should..." as he storms off."Forgive his outburst, it's just...we are living as hostages here. Those damn bandits showed up 3 months ago and it's been a living hell ever since. They threatened to burn down the trading post and take me back to their camp for their own... own... amusement" she sobs, tears running freely "Unless we hand over all the furs and trade goods that we acquire during the month from the hunters and trappers. They've come two other times, each time within an hour of sunrise on the first of the month. There were about a dozen of them on their first trip here, led by a cloaked man with a bow and a woman with a pair of hatchets who did all the talking. On the second and third visits only the hooded man showed up with a few of the cronies, six the first time and then just four this last time. They're set to arrive tomorrow morning to collect this months "taxes" as they call them... oh please by the gods will you help us" Svetlana says deploringly.[sblock=ooc]Ok, so I had a typo, Scotley called the same thing treats in his last post.... apparently they're not that bad here <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" /> [/sblovk]</blockquote>

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