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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Scotley" data-source="post: 3026834" data-attributes="member: 11520">Jazick"A pleasure to meet you Jen," he says with a slight bow. Jazick is a tall thin young man. His skin is fair and his hair black. He has fine features suggesting a highborn birth and bright eyes of green that carry a hint of sadness. He carries scars of the fire on his back and the left hand. There are other scars earned more recently—a product of his life on the street. Fingerless gloves of black kidskin are perhaps the finest and least worn of his clothes. He wears a worn gray tunic over a light mail shirt. Brown leggings and soft low comfortable boots cover his legs. A once fine black cloak lined with a russet and silver herringbone swallows Jazick’s narrow shoulders. He is armed with a sword and longbow. "I've come here seeking knowledge of the strange religion that propered here once. Some things that are happening back home in Candlestick Lane seem to be related to it. Do you know what happened here?" </blockquote>