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<blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6140709" data-attributes="member: 40413">The man at the table with Thuvian and Cavernous Hode looks at the newcomers from under brushy eyebrows and nods a greeting.&nbsp; &quot;Well, if this one says you are part of the group then have a seat.&quot;&nbsp; He waves one hand in the air towards the bar and points at his table before lifting up three fingers.&nbsp; He turns back to the group.&nbsp; &quot;Cat-shaped boy?&nbsp; Never mind...&nbsp; I already give these two my name so the rest of you might as well have it: I'm called Cosmin Siguranta.&nbsp; Master A trusts me to know the lay of the land.&nbsp; You've a big job, so I'm to help you in whatever way I can.&nbsp; Now, what are you thinking on entry?&quot;With both Tyrion and Mister Dickens facing them down the men at the bar turn back to their drinks.&nbsp; From across the room their talk is little more than disgruntled mutters but they look like they won't take it any further than grumbling amongst themselves.&nbsp; It is at least reassuring to know that your conversation won't be easily overheard by those at the bar.&nbsp; Cosmin notices the glares and waves it off as of no account.&nbsp; &quot;Pay them no mind.&nbsp; They may not like strangers but they've no spine to do anything about it.&quot;<a href="http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/819/humanmdark175.jpg/" target="_blank"><img src="http://img819.imageshack.us/img819/7212/humanmdark175.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></a>. . . Cosmin Siguranta . . .</blockquote>

[QUOTE="GlassEye, post: 6140709, member: 40413"] The man at the table with Thuvian and Cavernous Hode looks at the newcomers from under brushy eyebrows and nods a greeting. [color=steelblue]"Well, if this one says you are part of the group then have a seat."[/color] He waves one hand in the air towards the bar and points at his table before lifting up three fingers. He turns back to the group. [color=steelblue]"Cat-shaped boy? Never mind... I already give these two my name so the rest of you might as well have it: I'm called Cosmin Siguranta. Master A trusts me to know the lay of the land. You've a big job, so I'm to help you in whatever way I can. Now, what are you thinking on entry?"[/color] With both Tyrion and Mister Dickens facing them down the men at the bar turn back to their drinks. From across the room their talk is little more than disgruntled mutters but they look like they won't take it any further than grumbling amongst themselves. It is at least reassuring to know that your conversation won't be easily overheard by those at the bar. Cosmin notices the glares and waves it off as of no account. [color=steelblue]"Pay them no mind. They may not like strangers but they've no spine to do anything about it."[/color] [URL=http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/819/humanmdark175.jpg/][IMG]http://img819.imageshack.us/img819/7212/humanmdark175.jpg[/IMG][/URL] [color=steelblue]. . . Cosmin Siguranta . . .[/color] [/QUOTE]

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