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Message: <blockquote data-quote="jkason" data-source="post: 5749774" data-attributes="member: 2710">Thon, seeing the others unwilling to risk any confrontation, moves off after Garthia, leaving the party alone for a brief moment.Your reverie is short-lived, however, as Tarkan's bellowing voice makes it clear he's in no mood to wait on anyone. He waits in the courtyard, flanked by two acolytes. As soon as he sees your quartet hustling into sight, he waves his hand impatiently. The acolyte on duty opens the doors to the outside world, and Tarkan stomps off, everyone forced to a brisk pace to keep up. Three short blocks later, you reach a small building. The placard hanging over the door reads "Autumn's Crescent." If the wonderful smells are any indication, it's a bakery. Tarkan doesn't wait for you to enjoy the smells, however, moving inside to wait, arms crossed.A plump halfling is in the middle of passing off a basket of bread to a young human woman. At the sight of over half a dozen cultists, however, the smiles fade from all. The woman quickly drops a few copper coins in the halfling's hands, then shuffles out the door, head down. Once she's gone, Tarkan nods. The two unknown acolytes quickly shutter the windows as the halfling tries to smile genially. Those of you who previously made the acquaintence of Tilsit Dimplecotton can tell this very well-fed and slightly sweaty halfling isn't him, though the dimplomatic smile certainly evokes him. It's patently obvious, however, that this man is both frightened and apalled by the presence of Owbej's own in his establishment."My, what a surprise," he says. "Now, I could have sworn we had an appointment next Monday, but here it is Thrusday and you've graced me with your presence early, and me without a thing to offer."You're all briefly disoriented, as your meeting at the feast hall was on a Thursday. If today is also Thursday, it seems you were under the influence of the cult's drugs longer than you may have thought. Inar will be waiting to meet you not in two days, but tonight.There's neither time nor opportunity to discuss this, however, as Tarkan lets out a vicious laugh."You're already late and you know it, Gratis," Tarkan says. Then he turns to the four of you. "Me and my booby prizes from Garthia will keep folk out," he says. The acolytes quickly hustle out the door as Tarkan continues, "This one owes Owbej 100 gold for our protection. He's late. You're going to get what The Living God's owed, whatever it takes." He steps to the doorway, then turns back. "While you're at it, trash the place. Owbej is a harsh god for those who steal from the faithful, right? Gotta teach folk a lesson."With that, the priest slams the door shut. You can see his shadow outside the door, but for now it's the four of you and the fat halfling, who once again tries another--this time quivering--smile."Now, I understand how important it is to pay on time, but you see I just don't have the money. Tangled up in supplies and such, you understand? But next week. Next week, I told them I'd have it!"</blockquote>

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