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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Systole" data-source="post: 5898170" data-attributes="member: 93930">The wagon is loaded up with a few light supplies, and Alvise clambers into the driver's seat.  Fae'shiel and Marcus take the rear row, Mortar and Vincenzo get the middle, and Maui climbs in up front with Taniwha curled under the seat.  Varga hands a couple of sealed envelopes to Alvise and gives everyone a final, partially disapproving once-over before turning back to the warehouse. Alvise snaps the reins and heads out into Venzan traffic, which is a barely-moving snarl this close to the docks.  "Bugger this for a game of soldiers," he says.  "We'll take the back way."  He turns the wagon inland, and into far lighter traffic. Whatever his other faults, Alvise does seem to know his way around the streets of Venza.  While Alvise's shortcut route is longer in distance, you're obviously making far better time toward the southern gate than you would have if you'd stayed on the main road.   Interestingly, the route passes within a few blocks of the Dunn Wright Inn.  Alvise obviously thinks about offering to stop for a drink, but he glances at Mortar and, remembering certain threats, thinks better of it. [GM]Perception checks, please.[/gm] [sblock=DC 15 Perception]About a mile south of the DWI, a small movement in the gutter catches your attention.  A familiar-looking, brightly-colored toad is hopping southward along the street, barely dodging carts and pedestrians.  It seems very determined to get wherever it's trying to go.[/sblock]   <img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/Alvise_150.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> ..... Alvise Biaggio .....</blockquote>

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