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<blockquote data-quote="Forged Fury" data-source="post: 6722904" data-attributes="member: 95059">As the party made their way through Port Kir, a few things became obvious. The town was subdued; the wanton destruction putting a damper on the normally vibrant port. There also seemed to be a distinct lack of able-bodied guardsmen in the town. As they passed each destroyed building, a pattern quickly emerged. It seemed the ogres had specifically targeted inns, leaving other businesses alone. Certainly odd behavior for ogres, as they tended to be indiscriminate in their destruction.The party's fears were confirmed when they reached a shattered structure fronting the pier. A sign proclaiming the structure to be the Triton's Tankard hung sideways from a single chain, the other chain having been snapped during the attack. The main room was open to the elements, the front wall having been smashed apart. A bar still stood along the far wall, a dour man wiping the few unbroken glasses. Spotting the party gathered at the entrance, he said, &quot;Well, come on in... name's Devlin. What can I do for you folks. Please don't mind the mess.&quot; The tavern was otherwise empty, it didn't look like Devlin was getting much custom today.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Forged Fury, post: 6722904, member: 95059"] As the party made their way through Port Kir, a few things became obvious. The town was subdued; the wanton destruction putting a damper on the normally vibrant port. There also seemed to be a distinct lack of able-bodied guardsmen in the town. As they passed each destroyed building, a pattern quickly emerged. It seemed the ogres had specifically targeted inns, leaving other businesses alone. Certainly odd behavior for ogres, as they tended to be indiscriminate in their destruction. The party's fears were confirmed when they reached a shattered structure fronting the pier. A sign proclaiming the structure to be the Triton's Tankard hung sideways from a single chain, the other chain having been snapped during the attack. The main room was open to the elements, the front wall having been smashed apart. A bar still stood along the far wall, a dour man wiping the few unbroken glasses. Spotting the party gathered at the entrance, he said, [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Well, come on in... name's Devlin. What can I do for you folks. Please don't mind the mess."[/COLOR] The tavern was otherwise empty, it didn't look like Devlin was getting much custom today. [/QUOTE]

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