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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 547213" data-attributes="member: 1210">A small bag of platinum coins proves the messenger’s lack of ill-will.  Sybele and Angel follow him to a small nondescript building, and he leads them inside.  A figure sits behind a nicely-appointed desk; there’s nowhere for the two adventurers to sit.“Which one of you is  Sheva?” The old wrinkled man has eyes sharper than Angel’s falchion.  The younger fellow leans insouciantly against the wall.  The shadows in the corners are deep; who knows what they hold.  Angel and Sybele glance at each other.  “Well,” says Angel, “she’s not here right now.  She’s with us, but just not right this second.”The old man frowns and the crevices in his face seem to mirror it.  He glances at the messenger, whose face slowly drains of color, and then back at our two heroes.  “That,” he slowly says, “is unfortunate.”  He leans back in his chair.  “Well.”  He clears his throat.  “You might say that she’s an associate of ours.  My boy over there” –he indicates the messenger with a short stab of his thumb- “was supposed to bring her specifically to us, not necessarily you... Well.”  He steeples his hands together, seeming to contemplate for a moment, and then goes on, “I suppose you’ll have to do.”  He fixes his sharp eyes on the two adventurers and goes on, “We have a favor we need you to do for us.”“Oh yeah?” Angel says, and he holds out his hand in the universal bribe me symbol, but the old man ignores it.“You see, we like to be known as a group that lives by the deals we make.  A few years back we had some... issues with a few people, and as part of the resolution of those issues we agreed to leave them alone.  Well, one of our boys overstepped his bounds earlier and attacked one of these people.  Of course, he ended up petrified for his trouble, but we want to clarify things for him, and make sure the fellow who was attacked understands that we didn’t sanction it.  We want you to make nice with this fellow and bring our boy back for us to clarify things for.”Angel’s hand remains extended.  “How much are you going to pay us?” he asks.The old man’s eyes bore into his.  “Let’s just say that you will avoid being entangled any more deeply with our organization.”  Angel’s smile falters and his hand drops an inch.  “Besides, I believe you’ve already been compensated well for your time.  And it isn’t like this little ‘favor’ is dangerous.  No, you want to help us out and avoid any further entanglements with us.”  He smiles a crooked-toothed smile.Angel’s hand drops by his side.  He’s heard of these guys before, if they’re associates of Sheva’s.  They’re the Grey Brotherhood- and the old man’s right, thinks Angel.  We do want to avoid any entanglements here.</blockquote>

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