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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KahlessNestor" data-source="post: 8349788" data-attributes="member: 6801311">Lower Tavick’s Landing/TerminusFar, 28 Rhaan, YK 998 (Early autumn)/1225Weather: Temperature normal for the season (cool), no wind, light rain (outside the towers)Round 0The skycoach pilot looked up from eating his Sharn wrap, a typical street food bought from vendors throughout the city, sometimes on mobile carts. The Plumbers remembered seeing a wrap stand in one of the shops on the stairs. A piece of Thranish flatbread, this one was stuffed with a typical southern Brelish spiced pork and orange peppers with what looked like sharp Karnathi ved cheese, and Alara caught a hint of Aundairian wood-nut sauce to give it a sweet kick with the spice, typical Sharn Fusion. He wiped his hand clean on his trousers and picked up a mug of iced tal, taking a sip before answering.“How much coin we talking?” he asked Alara, taking another bite from his wrap, then wiping a bit of wood-nut sauce from his chin with a cloth. “I’ve still got,” he looked up at the muggy sun, “about half an hour on my lunch break.” He indicated the papers on the seat beside him, the Korranberg Chronicle, Sharn Inquisitive, Breland Ledger, and the Voice of Breland.[USER=6776182]@JustinCase[/USER][USER=813]@jmucchiello[/USER][USER=23867]@mfloyd3[/USER][USER=53176]@Leatherhead[/USER]</blockquote>