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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Systole" data-source="post: 6315322" data-attributes="member: 93930">"Well, I doubt that Thumbs was the only one who would have known, sir.  It might be a secret to most, but Mr. Cato and Mr. King make it their business to find out those kind of secrets, and they were close with the don himself.  I'd wager that either of them might know something about it, and I imagine there are other of the old guard who might have guessed as well.  As for money ... hmmm.  The only ones with money are generally either with the Syndicate or the Crew.  There are some that have retired, but those that do generally prefer to do it somewhere quieter.  If that'll be all?"  Harry climbs to his feet with a happy groan and waddles outside, still filled with fish stew and fish casserole.The night passes without incident, and in the morning you're awakened by a young woman bearing a meal of dried fish, bread, and tea.  After you've broken your fast, you head outside into the clear light of the morning.  Gemma greets you in the square.  "I heard you talking about arrows, so I sent a boy off to fetch more.  And there was one of the wee folk asking about you earlier.  A wicked sort, to my eye.  She seemed set on pestering ye, but I told her you'd fought some dark magics out on the reef and needed the rest.  She said, 'Just so long as Mr. Cato's getting his money's worth,' and left it at that.  I imagine your fourth will be along shortly ... and there he is," she says as she spies Harry on the far side of the market. <img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/BH_150.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> <img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/fisher2_150.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> . . . . Blind Harry . . . . . . Gemma Moressi . .</blockquote>

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