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Message: <blockquote data-quote="industrygothica" data-source="post: 4788254" data-attributes="member: 23298">Grunk leads the quartet around a corner and stands with his arms crossed by a newly opened door.  A narrow stairs leads down to a small landing, where another closed door blocks the way.  Grunk gives an almost imperceptible nod to Talashia as she passes him to descend the stairs, but his eyes lock hard on Buurt, as if the more refined half-orc had committed some grievous sin by having taken the time to actually bathe and comb his hair.As Talashia reaches the landing Grunk reaches up to a string hanging from the ceiling and gives it four distinct tugs.  The sorceress hears the faint sound of bell on the other side of the door, one for each tug of the string.  As Grunk slams his door closed, the other opens.Two over-sized humans guard the other side of that door, and both gawk Talashia hungrily as she passes through into a large barroom filled with small tables and excited drunkards.  In the far corner is a fighting cage with a thin bed of straw lining the floor.  The cage door rattles as the face of a wire-thin human smashes up against it.  A burly, barrel-chested behemoth stands close by with fists the size of cooking pots guarding a face that only his mother could love (assuming she wasn't the one that knocked out the tooth).A young and pretty barmaid wades through the sea overzealous patrons, somehow managing not to spill a drop one from the many mugs atop the drink trays she's carrying.  In the opposite corner, sinister eyes watch the goings-on from beneath an expensive looking white-plumed hat.Nope.  I'm guessing you're somewhere up top looking to get your hands on javelin or something.</blockquote>

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