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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Bobode" data-source="post: 5112110" data-attributes="member: 88505">A striking young human strides into the bar. As he walks towards the bar his face is partly covered by his long dark hair. Despite this his determined dark brown eyes are clearly visible to the patrons. He is clad in a dark, loose leather armor, and from his hips is hanging a sheathed dagger.Though rather tall he is moving his nimble body freely and gracefully, as though he had no concerns in the world.As he reaches the bar, he leans over the counter, looks the bartender into the eyes and orders a large mug of beer. Waiting for his drink, he turns around to face the other patrons. Leaning his elbows on the counter he speaks in a clear, forceful tone, clearly meant for all in the room to hear:"I am Verloc. If any of you needs a job done, you know I am the one you need."As his beer is placed beside him, he tips the bartender, grabs the keg and takes a long sip, all while gazing expectantly from the one end of the bar to the other, then back again.</blockquote>