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Message: <blockquote data-quote="neveryours" data-source="post: 1619385" data-attributes="member: 13424">Making their way through the maze of alleyways, they again spotted the shadowy figure tailing them. Attempts to chase down the figure came up futile as it somehow always managed to keep out of their sight and disappear into the shadows. Giving up the chase, the party walked towards the main streets, catching their breaths back. They had just caught sight of the main thoroughfare when a pretty half-elf with a slim figure approached Durgan. “Hey there, pretty boy. Need any company tonight?”Durgan couldn’t help but smile at the svelte figure of the courtesan as she sashayed to his side. Stark and Karavas levelled pitying glances at the young woman. Stark somewhat more discreetly, and Karavas somewhat more openly. She smiled at Durgan with beguiling sincerity. “My name is Dove, and it’s my pleasure to meet you.”At this moment, three brutish characters descended upon the alleyway. The one leading them had a scar upon the left side of his face, giving him a sinister look. Shouting and readying their clubs, the goons advanced. “Hey Dove, you’ve been tarrying with Blackbird’s payment long enough. Hand over the steel now or you be sure you gonna get it from us!” They began batting their clubs against the palms of their hands.The half-elf fell to her knees. “It’s been a poor week for me sirs. I haven’t been able to earn anything to feed myself, much less pay Blackbird. Please, just give me a little more time.”The scarred man stepped forward, grinning menacingly. “Oh you can go crawling to Blackbird and ask him for time yourself. After, we’ve broken both your kness.”Durgan stepped forward boldly. “How much does she owe you?”Scar-face leered in his attempt at a beguiling smile. “Only all of 25 steel, my good sir,”Sighing heavily, Durgan pulled out his already much-lightened pouch. “It’s as if a kender was following us about.” Emptying the contents of the pouch into Scar face’s hands, Durgan bemoaned within his heart that the party was now truly broke.After paying off the collectors, Durgan asked Dove about the going-ons in Pashin. Dove revealed that the elves have gone underground, waging a guerrilla war with the Dark Knights and rescuing any elves caught by them. She also informed them that the Knights have been sending out regular patrols through the city to keep an eye out for Khurish nomads and potential minotaur incursions, as well as elven insurgents. She also told them of Blackbird, a half ogre who runs a tavern known as “The Wounded Crow”. Less well known, is the fact that he runs the local thieves guild.Batting her eyes at Durgan, Dove smiled sweetly. “That was really nice of you to help me like that. A girl, that you hardly even knew. I could chat with you the whole night, if you’d like that.”Sighing regretfully, Durgan shook his head as he noted Stark’s disapproving glare. “I’m sorry, Dove. It’s just that I’m a little busy tonight. Perhaps, another time?”And with that, the party left hurriedly, pausing only long enough to say brief farewells to Dove.</blockquote>

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