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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KarinsDad" data-source="post: 5084075" data-attributes="member: 2011">"Hasifar? "Hasifar? I don't know any Hasifar. I'll go get Master Ladoran. One moment please." he says as he shuts the small peek door and you hear a small click.You wait about five minutes or so, and just as anyone starts to get slightly impatient, the door opens and the elderly man is standing there. He is dressed in upper scale servants clothing."Please, please, come in, come in. Master Ladoran will be with you shortly." he says in his still quavering voice as he physically walks outside and ushers everyone into the entryway. It looks like a strong breeze could knock this fellow over.You see a nicely furnished entry hall with an area for cloaks and canes and other such items, but instead of taking any of your gear, he starts slowly shambling down the hallway and enters what appears to be a courtyard of sorts."Follow me. Follow me."Although you are underground and not outside, the courtyard is richly appointed with everburning lamplights high on the walls, elegant tapestries around the room, a large table with chairs set up as if for outdoor use for drinking, and even a well in the middle as if it were a real courtyard."Please, have a seat. Have a seat. Master Ladoran rarely entertains. I'll need to go get some drinks.""Please miss, have a seat. Have a seat. Master Ladoran is just freshening up. He will be here in a moment." he says to Tirial as he pulls out a chair. Not waiting for a response or for her to sit, he starts slowly heading for a side door.Just as he gets to the door, a main set of doors opens at the far end of the courtyard and a dashing human, probably in his early thirties, with dark wavy hair, flashing blue eyes, and in very elegant noble-like clothing walks briskly across the courtyard. He does not appear to have any weapons on him."Friends! Please sit. Frederick will bring out drinks in a moment." he says in a deep booming voice, his wavy hair moving slightly in the breeze. As the party watches, they do notice that a cool breeze is blowing feintly in the courtyard, as if they were in a courtyard at some country manor."Friends of Merrick. Excellent!" he says with a broad smile on his face. "Please sit. Make yourselves at home." he says as he takes a seat at the end of the table.</blockquote>

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