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Message: <blockquote data-quote="jasamcarl" data-source="post: 515034" data-attributes="member: 1251">The party sets out during the midday resting period, traveling to the edge of town and down a dirt path that leads into the local outlying estate that is the current residence of the visiting Aporos. The manor house itself is quite plush, with both entrances and porches framed by man sized columns and two dimensional friezes of warriors in ancient Sommite garb battling giants and demons. You begin to hear chears from the back of the building. As you near its source, you see the outer edges of a circle of humanity applauding something occuring in their midst. Once along the perimeter of the circle, a scattering of figures becomes visible. Five are miserable wretches, obviously slaves, facing off against five short greenish figures, obviously goblins....On the other side of the circle is the familiar face of Nicos Aporos, dressed in chainmail outlined with red silks. He is holding up a pouch, yelling into the circle, "Onward, my wards, do well for the lineage that saw fit to pay for your wretched selves!"</blockquote>