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Message: <blockquote data-quote="galahad0430" data-source="post: 5510050" data-attributes="member: 6667972">Senzer wipes his brow and wrings his hands in his leather apron.     " Thank you! I have been expecting you since I got word of the arrival of Marhvokos's ship yesterday. My son has been deathly ill for some time now and Lura Ichon promised me a curative for him. I signed away my entire operation to that bitch, but the elixirs she sends are diluted with cheap rum to the point of almost uselessness. In exchange she works my all day producing drugs for her little den of vice, the Sanguine Pit.     "I know she has the cure because the elixirs prevent my son from getting worse, but if I confront her she will probably just have her thugs kill us both. I want to help you, but after all I've done for the Society, I need something first. Get me that cure and an assurance that Ichon will not kill us and I will be able to help you."</blockquote>