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Message: <blockquote data-quote="FitzTheRuke" data-source="post: 7346594" data-attributes="member: 59816">The group left the sandal maker's shop behind and moved onto the bustling walkways of the Old City. It was strange to see so many people coming and going with no knowledge of the zombies and crazed wizards that had only been a few hundred yards away. Eventually, they made their way through the city gates and along the high road past the Grand Souk, to the Market Ward where they climbed the steep streets of Mount Sibasa to the home of Alastar Bol.The overweight paladin is so thrilled to see that they have returned with Derio that he hauls himself from his pillowed seat to embrace the man. "I am heartily glad to see you alive, my friend. Please feel free to use the copper bath. I will have your clothes sent for." He then turned to the group, "Thank you all for your service! Come, have water, wine, or both. I am entertaining guests - Allow me to present the famous world traveller, Volothamp Geddarm. He may be a useful resource to you."A bearded gentleman with a broad smile nodded to the adventurers from his seat near the window.Bol continued, "And newly arrived by ship from Baldur's Gate, my friend, Undril Silvertusk, priestess of Torm. She is very interested to accompany you on that expedition we spoke of."A serious-looking half-orc woman smiled with pointed lower teeth and said somewhat ashamedly, "I was told that I would be able to reach Camp Righteous by horse." (at which point Volo broke out into laughter), "Clearly I was misinformed. This jungle is much more formidable than I was led to believe."</blockquote>

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