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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cerebus13" data-source="post: 1681824" data-attributes="member: 19723">Fangor:You make it back to your house in good time, and don't notice anyone following you at all while traveling along the larger roads.  You let yourself into the house and hang your coat up...noticing that Kalri has put her's there as well.Stepping into the main living area you see Kalri dabbing at the cut on her arm with some water and a cloth, wincing from time to time as she cleans the wound properly.Telsar:Kalri bows to you as you thank her and says, "I am probably going to turn in very soon after I clean up the cut on my arm a bit first.  Today was rather strenuous and I am quite tired."  She yawns as she follows to see you out the door and off into the night.Not knowing much about the area where the crime was commited other than it is a much poorer section of the city you are unsure if there are any taverns, "safe" ones anyway, so you decide to stop at one of the several that you passed by on the way to Kalri's place.  [OOC: Map #1 on my website is the general district that you are within, you have a vague idea that the body was found somewhere south of there but not too far away.]You pick out a tavern that doesn't seem too rowdy, but not without its lack of talkative patrons, and step inside.  Upon stepping up to the bar it doesn't take long for a few daring, if sometimes drunk, gents to step up and offer to buy you a drink.  With a smile and a few winks you are able to overhear a few rumors about the recent murder that seem interesting:"It was a lady that done it I swear!  I got a cousin who seen 'er runnin' away from the dead gal with blood all runnin' up and down 'er arms!""I've been hearing talk of a gang of thugs moving into the area and extorting money from all the folks who come into their territory after dark.  You won't see me wandering around down there when the sun goes down, no sir!"Nothing else useful is said, and you begin to feel the effects of the alcohol relaxing your muscles as time passes.Gram, Salzorin & Pyrex:The dice game Quilan is in starts to speed up and he gets the hang of things.  Games begin to fly by...[OOC: to save time here are the highest rolls of the next 10 games: 8, 6, 9, 10, 7, 8, 4, 11, 9, 8.  You can stop at any time if you wish or try Sleight of Hand, just use the diceroller.]Some of the bar patrons are paying more attention to Orum now and laughing...thinking he is terribly drunk at this point.  The bartender wearily shakes his head and begins wiping down some of the tables.Anton spends some time drinking and listening to the banter between Quilan and the dice rolling men.  He soon has a hunch that the man sitting directly across from Quilan is possibly one of his quarry...He isn't very tall and is very slender and lanky.  Several days stubble has grown on his face, but his hair is rather short and black colored...which contrasts his brown eyes.  Hooked over the back of his chair is a wooden shield with a longbow and some arrows hanging next to it.  He is clad in a shirt of chain with a sword on his belt and several daggers strapped onto himself in various places.[OOC: Orum and Quilan are quick to notice that Anton is paying closer attention to the dice game than he seems to be.  Eventually they see that he is glancing frequently at the man sitting across from Quilan, but they can interpret this however they want to.]</blockquote>

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