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[section] Brue frowned at the wood. Waterkeep? From Chult? She tried to mentally piece together what she knew of the politics between Chult and...well, wherever the deuce she was now. Her brain fogged; she'd been banged upside the head within just the last few days, and it was hard to think. Brue stood up, put keg in the corner of the room and then, thinking better of things, re-arranged the kegs so that the one she'd just hacked into was hidden behind the stack of other kegs. She kept the third of the hacked-off false waterkeep lid in her hand, however. "I'll take this to Sir Greycastle," she brandished the piece of wood.
Brue prevaricated. "It seems off to me, too. It's spongy, which is weird. I don't know that Greycastle will know what it is, but can't hurt to bring it to his attention." The genasi once again replaced the prybar in its original position. When she was satisfied she hadn't left too much of a mess, she took the lid and went in search of Greycastle, hoping it was noon. It wouldn't do to bother him earlier than he expected her.[/section]
Brue prevaricated. "It seems off to me, too. It's spongy, which is weird. I don't know that Greycastle will know what it is, but can't hurt to bring it to his attention." The genasi once again replaced the prybar in its original position. When she was satisfied she hadn't left too much of a mess, she took the lid and went in search of Greycastle, hoping it was noon. It wouldn't do to bother him earlier than he expected her.[/section]