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<blockquote data-quote="covaithe" data-source="post: 4519877" data-attributes="member: 46559">Serana shakes her head at Tank's inquiry.&nbsp; &quot;None of the shopkeepers in this town stays open long after sundown, unless there's a big caravan come through, or a rich noble or some such.&nbsp; They'll be in drinking with the rest.&quot;William leads the way unobtrusively into the tavern, though his attempts at subtlety are somewhat hindered by the fact that he has recently been in a fight for his life, nearly lost, and looks like it.&nbsp; Conversations die and then restart as a subued murmurs as the tavern's patrons take in the bloodstains and claw marks still visible on William's body.&nbsp; The murmurs redouble as Tank and Serana come in behind him.&nbsp; &quot;Mongrel's half-chewed bones, what happened to you, man!&quot; a portly, balding man gasps.&nbsp; &quot;Looks like 'e tried t'bed that one, an' bit off more'n 'e could chew,&quot; a pimple-faced young man says in a mock-whisper that can be clearly heard throughout the room.&nbsp; His friends, a group of four other youths at the same table, snicker and call for more ale.&nbsp; Serana flushes, but doesn't glance at the youth.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="covaithe, post: 4519877, member: 46559"] Serana shakes her head at Tank's inquiry. [color=orange]"None of the shopkeepers in this town stays open long after sundown, unless there's a big caravan come through, or a rich noble or some such. They'll be in drinking with the rest."[/color] William leads the way unobtrusively into the tavern, though his attempts at subtlety are somewhat hindered by the fact that he has recently been in a fight for his life, nearly lost, and looks like it. Conversations die and then restart as a subued murmurs as the tavern's patrons take in the bloodstains and claw marks still visible on William's body. The murmurs redouble as Tank and Serana come in behind him. [COLOR="Red"]"Mongrel's half-chewed bones, what happened to you, man!"[/COLOR] a portly, balding man gasps. [color=wheat]"Looks like 'e tried t'bed that one, an' bit off more'n 'e could chew,"[/color] a pimple-faced young man says in a mock-whisper that can be clearly heard throughout the room. His friends, a group of four other youths at the same table, snicker and call for more ale. Serana flushes, but doesn't glance at the youth. [/QUOTE]

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