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Message: <blockquote data-quote="jkason" data-source="post: 5828248" data-attributes="member: 2710">Inar nods to Audra, Yoshiki, and Elenka's cautions."I sent my men word the second the council vote was counted. They're already rounding up or routing who they can, and should be clearing out Owbej's coffers as we speak. I figured you lot seem to have gone through more than enough for this town ya don't even hail from. Thought we'd leave the heavy lifting to my rangers now that we don't have to be circumspect about it any more.""Um ... who's Genevieve?" Thon says, several beats behind everyone else, though he does finally seem to be regaining his bearings. He stands and divests himself of what's left of his ragged robes, which he throws over the corspe of Tarkan as a kind of final rebellion. Tarkan's face finally covered, a look of relief crosses Thon's own.Inar chuckles and slaps Thon on the shoulder."If you thought Tarkan was one you didn't want to cross, Genevieve is the real taskmaster," he says lightly. "Trust me. You do not want to get on the wrong end of a cast iron skillet when that one's feeling crossed."Thon gives his own nervous laugh at the tale as Inar, arm around the young man's shoulder in a gesture of comeraderie, starts making his way toward the temple. Thon looks back to the lot of you, eyebrows raised. It's unclear if he's more nervous about Inar, Genevieve, or heading back to the temple.</blockquote>