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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tiali" data-source="post: 4772987" data-attributes="member: 83356">sorry IVV didnt mean to sound pushy, was just kinda wondering where things was heading. RL always comes first <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":P" title="Stick out tongue    :P"  data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":P" /> "Gis meets with Cliff Hammerstriker."So, you used to work at Little Diversions? Strange how that dive keeps turning up. I sent Perrin, Darian Rose, and Fr. Abingdon there, to clean up after a nasty brawl. If you were there at the time, many thanks. Come to think of it, you might very well know some of the gnomes in our cells right now. Two of them used to dance there, and the third, well, we haven't interviewed, er, Kitten yet. Still, I've worked with brawlers before. Know the way they lose control. We pride ourselves on discipline here. Keeping this city safe isn't easy, and many days, you have to love the job. You have to love this city. Mr. Hammerstriker, what brings you to the constabulary? What do you love?"" Cliff hikes up his pants and throws out his chest in pride as Gis mentions his home turf. "Aye, I used to be a brawler at the Lil Diversion, and I met me too many o' the hard working soldiers of this city to remember any names. We 'ad brawls every couple o' nights, and boy did they get messy" Cliff chuckles as he remembers some of his favorite brawls. Cliff listens to Gis as he finishes his second question. "Oh, that be a toughy sir. This city be a fine place to live, and the people 'ere be very friendly." Cliff runs his hands through his beard as he contemplates the insightful question that was thrown his way. "Well sir, I would have to say I love the people o' this city more than a little. In a way, they 'elped raise me, since I was a tot. That be the reason I spend me nights on the streets, protecting those I see, who need protecting, and aye, I do love the job o' smacking them around." Cliff takes a moment to laugh at his own comment. "I guess sir, that I be running out o' options. Street cleaning can only go so far, before those roughians decide to get a party going to run me through. I need both knowledge of the streets, and a bit o' help to put them dogs in their place. Sir... You have both."  Cliff slams his hands on the table in a passion. "I can take thier hits, and I can take their insults, but sir... I canno' allow them to hurt the people o' this city!" Cliff takes a moment to collect himself before going on. "Sir, I need this job..."</blockquote>

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