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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Voda Vosa" data-source="post: 5651790" data-attributes="member: 51271">Sapo Toa watches the events unfold. She slowly shakes her head. Hopping down from the chair, she grabs her things, and walking to the tavern door, she simply states. "I won't find the knowledge I seek here. Everything that was worth learning, has already been." and with that, the monk walks away, never to bee seen again in Daunton. The door swings, and as it does, anther person steps in. He sports a red blue and white robe, with a high neck and a blue lash to keep it tight on the wrist. The robe has wide sleeves, but otherwise is quite utilitarian. He sports long black hair, and a small goatee. He carries a big tome with him, as many other wizards do; however his book is black, with grey irone edges, and appears centuries older than him. He carries an intricate square staff. He is going to walk right into the tavern, when Bouncer stops him in his tracks. As if furious with an irreverent servant, the mage raises his arm as if to slap the man in the face, but he frowns quickly enough as to lower his hand and state, not without disgust. "Vermitrax" with a trong pronunciation of both 'r'. He walks in now, and glances over the gathered people in there. Unceremoniously, he takes a seat on an empty table, leaves his heavy book on it, hangs his backpack on the chair, and rests his staff on the side of the table.</blockquote>