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<blockquote data-quote="Old Fezziwig" data-source="post: 1806966" data-attributes="member: 59">Plonk, Rawhide: By looking at them, you'd imagine all of them knew their way around the area fairly well, maybe even into the sewers, but from there, it'd be anyone's guess as to how much help they'd be.&nbsp; That said, you both notice a short, stocky man in a grey travelling cloak perusing the wares.&nbsp; He's slightly better dressed than most of them and seems to be keeping himself a little bit away from them, certainly avoiding contact.Rawhide: A wiry goblin looks at you, bug-eyed.&nbsp; &quot;Hey, you! That's a good chair leg -- can't find them like that here just any day.&nbsp; Two silver!&quot;&nbsp; He sticks out his palm.Gannon: He shakes his head.&nbsp; &quot;Sixty copper.&nbsp; Or maybe I could interest you in these trousers with just a hint of mildew?&nbsp; Thirty-nine, and they're yours.&nbsp; A skewer of boiled rat meat?&nbsp; For you, only five silver.&nbsp; Information, though, that's different.&nbsp; One hundred silver.&quot;&nbsp; Jobling looks at you, an eyebrow raised.&nbsp; The shifter woman stands there, slack-jawed, eyeing your clothing and weapons (you can almost see the gold pieces in her eyes).</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Old Fezziwig, post: 1806966, member: 59"] [b]Plonk, Rawhide[/b]: By looking at them, you'd imagine all of them knew their way around the area fairly well, maybe even into the sewers, but from there, it'd be anyone's guess as to how much help they'd be. That said, you both notice a short, stocky man in a grey travelling cloak perusing the wares. He's slightly better dressed than most of them and seems to be keeping himself a little bit away from them, certainly avoiding contact. [b]Rawhide[/b]: A wiry goblin looks at you, bug-eyed. "Hey, you! That's a good chair leg -- can't find them like that here just any day. Two silver!" He sticks out his palm. [b]Gannon[/b]: He shakes his head. "Sixty copper. Or maybe I could interest you in these trousers with just a hint of mildew? Thirty-nine, and they're yours. A skewer of boiled rat meat? For you, only five silver. Information, though, that's different. One hundred silver." Jobling looks at you, an eyebrow raised. The shifter woman stands there, slack-jawed, eyeing your clothing and weapons (you can almost see the gold pieces in her eyes). [/QUOTE]

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