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Message: <blockquote data-quote="hippocrachus" data-source="post: 3201873" data-attributes="member: 14148">Albion stepped into the pub in Daggerford with a chip on his shoulder and the hope of finding a cool drink next to a warm fire alone. Daggerford was just a quick stop on the long road of discovery; those thugs down the road made the reality of Albion's need to move on a deadly truth."What'll ye have?" the gruff barmaid asked, eyeing the fresh cut on his check warily."Something cold, please." He tried not to notice the stares…too much. Not taking notice of the crowd's interest could make you a dead man in a blink."You fall off your horse or something?" she questioned, his pleasant manner giving her confidence in being forward with him. He was probably just some fool merchant that didn’t know his way around a town like Daggerford."Or something," he said with a wink - and a scowl when she turned, grinning ear to ear.It'll be a few years before I can be seen again on the Sword Coast. The Wizards were just as clueless as the Mystra goons. Either that or they’re not telling me something... Albion looked around at the clientele under furrowed brows. How did they catch up to me so fast? I was careful. Maybe too careful. Often times, being too careful could get you killed just as fast as not being careful enough; it was like balancing on a dagger point. Asking questions always was. The waitress ambled back over with a big mug of lager."Four copper," she said definitively."Could I convince you to give me a discount? My horse was just stolen…" he aimed a hopeful grin and held the glint in his eye off until the woman looked over her shoulder."Three copper; but only 'cause I think yer cute." She tried her hand at a seductive wink and failed miserably. Albion just opened his mouth and feigned an intrigued laugh.A few minutes passed before a meaty fellow strolled through the commonroom of the inn and gave a concise invite, most likely to some backwater farming village, to do some grunt work.A dwarf volunteered immediately. Not too surprisingly.I could use some muscle and a place to stay low for a little while... Albion thought, eyeing the interested crowd over his drink.</blockquote>

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