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Message: <blockquote data-quote="salt3d" data-source="post: 5461300" data-attributes="member: 6667634">Len guzzles the last of his ale and leaps from his seat. Thank gods for that, he thinks to himself, they would have found me soon if I'd hung around here much longer.Approaching the door with a degree of apprehension, Len nods at the guards standing on either side of it. Turning to the one on the right, he says "'Scuse me a moment. Nothin' personal!"Len grabs the ogre by its enormous leg, as if to hug it. Instead, he holds on to it as leverage as he pokes his head out the door and looks left and right. Satisfied with what he sees - or doesn't see - Len lets go of the ogre's leg and looks up, saying "Thanks, pal!" before scooting out the door.</blockquote>