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Message: <blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 3342615" data-attributes="member: 11146">"She'd been cut on her forearm by a passer-by's dagger.  Said the man didn't take to her rats and, mad with drink, tried to slice her.  The Guard's got him now, locked up down at the Hulks.  Crazy.  I gave her a discount."  Rancid winks a slimy silent gloat at Voadam.Just then, Arquesta finishes blowing the final bit of melody on her reed.  To the delight of three young boys, the rats bow in synchronicity then drop down on all fours to scuttle into a brass cage held open by the black-haired gypsy woman.  An overweight merchant selling pork pies from a canvas vendor's stand saunters over for a quiet word with the woman, sending the trio of young boys on fleet feet down the alley.  The merchant drops two silver marks in Arquesta's silk bandeau then leans in to whisper.  Despite the tumult in the market place, Brakkus and Maelicent manage to make out a snippet of the merchant's whispering.[sblock=Brakkus, Maelicent]"Lovie, nice......you got there.....how about......you like.....the Mill later?"[/sblock]The raven-haired human woman shakes her head no at the merchant and, with a beguiling smile at the man, collects her silks and the brass cage and makes to leave.  The small number of coins from her silk bandeau, she pockets at her hip in a pouch that she then discreetly tucks into her garb.  The fat merchant lingers a moment, watching the sway of the woman's backside as she moves to leave.</blockquote>

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