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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Voadam" data-source="post: 4724466" data-attributes="member: 2209">Doggrynn begins in his endeavors with the locals and Anton notes the sibbecai seems to have an almost inborn knack for starting off gossip among the sailors and laborers, though it gets marred by his lack of social interaction timing. His grating bark of a laugh comes out at the wrong time and a bit overly loudly.In any case Dogrynn is getting a little scuttlebutt on the latest bodies hauled in around the docks, including that of a big orc and a young man, when a four foot tall dwarven woman with brown hair cuts off a grumbling sailor's rambling tale abruptly and comes up behind him. Blue eyes and flat brown hair mark the woman who seems to match Dogrynn's social graces as she cuts right into his conversation. "Dogrynn, your twelve silver skulls on tab is coming due. You're mangy hide is back here so tell me that means you're ready to pay up." The numerous missing front teeth leaves little doubt, this is Dakarta, the proprietess of the broken mug. According to the tales Doggryn has heard she was campaigning against renegade goblins on the continent before he was born.</blockquote>