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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ghostknight" data-source="post: 1682026" data-attributes="member: 15338">ooc:  How much would I know of them from their names- are we all legendary figures or what?  (I know no one would know much about me, being a void adept means I fade away....)Jesper looks at the women as she approaches, shifting a bit to make access to his weaponry easier if necessary, while surreptitiously stretching he legs to make it easy to push his chair out to escape if necessary.He smiles easily and charmingly at the woman as she sits down.As she asks her question he bursts out laughing.  Looking at her, directly, he takes in her appearance."Well my dear Anya, the last time I checked I was still breathing and had blood pumping through my veins, so in most people's estimation I am alive, though I have enough enemies who would have it otherwise!"He reaches over for the bottle of dwarven spirits, opens it and pours a measure into a tankard."Do't know what you're drinking, want some of this?  According to the barkeep the most exotic stuff he has- says much about the establishment- I am sure he has barrels of rum and ale!Well my dear Anya, what can I do for you and your friend?  i know nothing about the sea, I am new here in town as well"******After Tmion left Jesper he wandered into the town, looking to head towards whatever looks like the wealthier areas of the city and the market place. Dead place this.  Wander why it seems so despondent- surely just a change in the color of the sea can't cause this?He wanders through, looking for anything that might rouse his interest or seem out of place.  If I don't find something soon I'll head back to jesper- wander if he's having any better luck in this rathole.</blockquote>

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