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<blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 5743991" data-attributes="member: 40413">Sylvain picks up his magical haversack from the proprietor of the Mystic Pearl and quickly gets his gear stowed within.Zelena makes an attempt to befriend the tiny locals but as she calls out to them they chirrup in alarm and disappear into the back of the lean-to.&nbsp; She presumes they are young of their race unaccustomed to strangers.Further explorations in K'issp reveal that their drinking establishments and inns are just as seedy and run-down as the rest of the place.&nbsp; Other places of vice are conspicuously absent or well hidden which Borric finds passing strange.&nbsp; After a surprisingly boring night the quartet return to the docks.Sekmun has had his remaining cargo transferred to a river vessel and the lizardfolk is coming up from the hold when the four adventurers return.&nbsp; Sekmun is speaking with a halfling carrying a waxed board and dressed in a long coat quite out of keeping with the heat and neither appear pleased.&quot;Too much, Peddleport!&quot; hisses Sekmun.The halfling officiously taps the board with a stylus.&nbsp; &quot;It's the tax, Master Sekmun.&nbsp; I don't set it, I just collect it.&quot;&quot;It's river piracy, is what it is.&quot;The halfling's face turns a bright red.&nbsp; &quot;Wha... if you are suggesting...&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="GlassEye, post: 5743991, member: 40413"] Sylvain picks up his magical haversack from the proprietor of the Mystic Pearl and quickly gets his gear stowed within. Zelena makes an attempt to befriend the tiny locals but as she calls out to them they chirrup in alarm and disappear into the back of the lean-to. She presumes they are young of their race unaccustomed to strangers. Further explorations in K'issp reveal that their drinking establishments and inns are just as seedy and run-down as the rest of the place. Other places of vice are conspicuously absent or well hidden which Borric finds passing strange. After a surprisingly boring night the quartet return to the docks. Sekmun has had his remaining cargo transferred to a river vessel and the lizardfolk is coming up from the hold when the four adventurers return. Sekmun is speaking with a halfling carrying a waxed board and dressed in a long coat quite out of keeping with the heat and neither appear pleased. [color=lime]"Too much, Peddleport!"[/color] hisses Sekmun. The halfling officiously taps the board with a stylus. [color=yellow]"It's the [i]tax[/i], Master Sekmun. I don't [i]set[/i] it, I just [i]collect[/i] it."[/color] [color=lime]"It's river piracy, is what it is."[/color] The halfling's face turns a bright red. [color=yellow]"Wha... if you are suggesting..."[/color] [/QUOTE]

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