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Message: <blockquote data-quote="industrygothica" data-source="post: 3634940" data-attributes="member: 23298">Rowan strides up to the doors of the Shield and Boar Inn; her companion Tiki is at her heals.  "Stay here girl, we wouldn't wanna cause a ruckus inside now, would we?"  The wolf licks Rowan's face and sits obediently, her tongue lolling aimlessly from the side of her mouth.She struggles to reach the door, but manages and quietly climbs a stool at the bar."Good sir," she begins.  "I speak for Lord Farneld, of Buxton's Crossing.  We've only just arrived, and are in need of drink.  And if you could spare a few of your chickens and perhaps a bit of stew, Lord Farneld'll be most appreciative."  Rowan finishes with a smile and waits for the barkeep's response.</blockquote>