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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rybaer" data-source="post: 1233466" data-attributes="member: 118">*Upon spying his portly contact across the room, Torr drains his ale in one long pull and excuses himself from the game.  He uses his size to clear a path through the growing crowd as he makes his way to the bar.**Torr restrains himself from sneering at Hasord's doubletalk.  Though he understands the need for secrecy in this business, taking it to this level comes across as more of a game to Torr.  He resigns himself to playing along.*"I'm pleased to hear that Albot was satisfied with my services," Torr says.  He flags down the bartender with his mug for a refill and takes a seat beside the contact.  "The work was rewarding in its way.  What can you tell me about the work your cousin would like me to perform this time?"</blockquote>