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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ybor Phayde" data-source="post: 3024885" data-attributes="member: 42367"><p>Ybor approaches the village with the feeling of gratitude, thankful to be back in civilization after wondering the wilderness for many months. Hoping to find a place to sit and relax for a bit he spots the Broken Hook. Ybor was very anxiuos, he has never interacted with anyone outside the monastary. With a sigh, he readjusts his pack and opens the door. Unfamiliar smells and noises seem to hit punch in the face as enters the tavern. Many different faces look him up and down as he stands just inside the door. Ybor looks at himself as if he might have saomething on his clothing that they might have noticed. Seeing nothing wrong he surveys the room for an empty seat. He notices a half-orc guzzling down a pint and it makes him think of his mentor whom he hasn't seen in months. Ybor makes his way through the crowd and sits at an empty table and pulls a flask out of pack and poors the liquid into an empty cup he grabbed from the bar as he made his way to the table. The attention on him from the patrons had died soon after he sat down. Ybor sat there sipping from his cup and listened to the murmer of the people in the room. Picking up parts of conversations, and contemplating. Is there anyone here that may need my help, he thought.</p></blockquote><p></p>