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<blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 3295953" data-attributes="member: 11146">Vaja replies to Lewit.&nbsp; &quot;I haven't mentioned anything of yet as to a wand.&nbsp; If asked, and I doubt I will be, for the Guard's no cause to inquire, I'll simply speak the truth as I saw it, which was the last I saw of any wand, if it could even be called such for it looked more of a stick to me, was the thing lying on the floor when it was dropped.&quot;&nbsp; The barkeep crosses her arms and winks at Lewit.&nbsp; To Voadam, Vaja says, &quot;I don't know where he stays, Rancid's a bit of wandering soul.&nbsp; He makes the rounds to the city's taprooms, though.&quot;&nbsp; Vaja ticks off tavern names. &quot;The Copper Coin, The Knight's Laurel, The Squire's Peg, The Traveler's Rest.&nbsp; I don't think you'd be likely to find him at The Admiral's Pipe.&nbsp; He knows he's not welcome there.&nbsp; Too rich, even for his blood.&quot;&nbsp; Vaja pauses, a thought ripening in her head.&nbsp; &quot;That reminds me, there's sommat you should know about the little devil.&nbsp; Rancid's only a nickname that he acquired a few years back.&nbsp; It stuck well enough, but it's not his real name.&nbsp; He's actually the lesser son of House Forsythe.&nbsp; When the old Lord passed and the first son assumed the title, one of the first things he did was give Rancid the boot.&quot;&nbsp; Vaja hefts a tipped table upright and dusts her hands.&nbsp; &quot;Seems every family has a black sheep, eh?&nbsp; He's been Rancid so long to me that I'm struggling to recall his given name.&nbsp; Danian, I think it was.&nbsp; Maybe.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="CanadienneBacon, post: 3295953, member: 11146"] Vaja replies to Lewit. [COLOR=SandyBrown]"I haven't mentioned anything of yet as to a wand. If asked, and I doubt I will be, for the Guard's no cause to inquire, I'll simply speak the truth as I saw it, which was the last I saw of any wand, if it could even be called such for it looked more of a stick to me, was the thing lying on the floor when it was dropped." [/COLOR] The barkeep crosses her arms and winks at Lewit. To Voadam, Vaja says, [COLOR=SandyBrown]"I don't know where he stays, Rancid's a bit of wandering soul. He makes the rounds to the city's taprooms, though."[/COLOR] Vaja ticks off tavern names. [COLOR=SandyBrown] "The Copper Coin, The Knight's Laurel, The Squire's Peg, The Traveler's Rest. I don't think you'd be likely to find him at The Admiral's Pipe. He knows he's not welcome there. Too rich, even for his blood." [/COLOR] Vaja pauses, a thought ripening in her head. [COLOR=SandyBrown]"That reminds me, there's sommat you should know about the little devil. Rancid's only a nickname that he acquired a few years back. It stuck well enough, but it's not his real name. He's actually the lesser son of House Forsythe. When the old Lord passed and the first son assumed the title, one of the first things he did was give Rancid the boot."[/COLOR] Vaja hefts a tipped table upright and dusts her hands. [COLOR=SandyBrown]"Seems every family has a black sheep, eh? He's been Rancid so long to me that I'm struggling to recall his given name. Danian, I think it was. Maybe."[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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