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Message: <blockquote data-quote="dog45" data-source="post: 3183336" data-attributes="member: 44310">The man slams his sword into his scabbard with a look of disgust on his face. He helps the old man back into his seat and turns back to face Polmor. "Cowardly villagers, are we?" he yells. "If you had continued walking down the road, instead of barging in here and insulting us, you would have seen the heads of 6 goblins impaled on sticks just outside our town. A few more paces would have taken you to the dozen fresh burial mounds in our graveyard."The man pauses and steps back, gesturing with his hand to the crowd of people behind him. "And if you had stopped to look and think for a minute before opening that foul mouth of yours you might have noticed that there isn't an able bodied man here save me. Furthermore, through some fortune of the gods, you could have reasoned that these aged and venerable good men and woman killed those goblins themselves, as there wasn't a party of adventurers who specialized in killing goblins around to save them!"His tirade finished, the man locks eyes with Polmor for a moment before relaxing and moving over to the old man and placing his hand on his shoulder. "But you were correct about one thing, Sir Goblinslayer." He says softly. "We are poor, and even if some of us gathered here were so inclined to gift you with their family heirlooms they would not be able to do so, as the goblins have stolen them."He waves his hand at the people and they return to their seats as he begins walking back towards the fireplace, where he was before. Halfway there, he turns and says, "Oh, and you are in our tavern. So please come in, so we may discuss the details."</blockquote>

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