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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cerebral Paladin" data-source="post: 4054400" data-attributes="member: 3448">Spring looked around at the other people in the room and checked out their record keeping.  They noted that the magnificent half-dragon had not taken its eyes off them since they left the seneschal’s desk.  In due course, he sent a young slave, dressed in nothing but a grey breachcloth, over to them.  “Lord Varlin demands your attention.”Lord Varlin was a blue-black humanoid-- half-dragon, half-something else, though Spring and Twang were not certain what.They gave their names.“What did you report to Lord Drakhl’s seneschal?“Big food.  At market across Shadowline.  Lord Ripgut might be interested.”“My father will be interested,” Lord Varlin replied definitively.“You hungry, too?” asked Twang“My father does not take me on such things.  He says it would be too easy for me to be contaminated.”“Contaminated?  Big man like you?”“My blood is the result of a moment’s passion.  My father never forgave himself for his lack of control.  He fears that if I were exposed to the Light, it might draw me to it.”  A sense of regret colored his statements.  “Did you have other news to report?”“We were almost killed by Liliana.”“She is insane.”“Is she loyal?” asked Spring.“My father likes her.  It is not my place to question his judgment.  But she kills more of our people than the enemy does.”“Will the seneschal keep information from Lord Ripgut?”“Lord Drakhl will do as Lord Drakhl wishes.  I have no use for him.  He is dead-- not that I hold that against him, but he is mean about it.  Tell me more of your trip to the Shadowline.”Spring and Twang talked more about crossing the Shadowline.  Lord Varlin seemed envious, having heard of the light and warmth, and the availability of food everywhere, without bartering from the Abyss or trading with dwarves.  Spring and Twang encouraged him to visit the lands beyond the Shadowline himself.  He opened a bag and handed them each a substantial strip of well-preserved, probably smoked, meat.  “Thank you.  I will hope to speak with you again.”Twang pushed further.  “If you ever do wish to see the Shadowline, we have been there many time.  We could show you the way.  We are humble servants.”“You would do this thing?”“We are but slaves.”“Where can I find you?”“We are often sent on missions far and wide by our many superiors.”He thought and then took out two round stone discs about two inches across, each with runes inscribed.  “When my father next goes out, I will seek you out.  These discs will allow me to find you.”“Can we know where you are?”“I am here daily.  But I would not wish to waste time.  When he departs, I will seek you out.   And I will make very certain that you are not eaten.”Twang and Spring departed and rejoined us.  They stowed the stone discs in a nearby crevice near our hiding place.</blockquote>

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