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Message: <blockquote data-quote="industrygothica" data-source="post: 4656306" data-attributes="member: 23298">The barmaid happily points you in the direction of the Magistrate's office, not that Rogash didn't already know.[sblock=Scotley]Scotley, I hope you're still with us!  Since Rogash has been in Irongate for quite some time, he's perfectly familiar with both the carnival and the magistrate; and both have illusions of grandeur.  The magistrate is not necessarily an unfair man, unless it will allow him a performance of some sort.[/sblock]A large window overlooks the square from the Magistrate's office, and as you step up on the wooden porch you can hear a thick, hearty guffaw echo from the small room within.  The voices inside are loud, but friendly, like dear old friends catching up over a drink or five.  You peek through the curtainless window and see a squat, stout little man standing behind the desk.  Indeed, there is a stein in his chubby hand.The man with his back to the window is obviously more graceful in appearance, though you can't see his face.  He's tall and thin, and his posture suggests a hint of nobility, whether or not there is any.  The shape of his ears confirm his half-elven origin, but it's the large, white-plumed hat perched upon his head that commands attention.</blockquote>