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Message: <blockquote data-quote="ahayford" data-source="post: 5896537" data-attributes="member: 6680745">Herik quickly glances over the paperwork on the desk. Much of it is pages and pages of requisitions and order forms. Given to whom much of the paperwork is addressed, you guess that this is likely Sergeant Blackerly’s office. A diagram sticking out from one of the stacks of forms grabs your attention. You have discovered what you believe to be map of the keep. You can see that Blackerly has used the map to sketch out guard details for the next month. You can barely contain a yelp of triumph at your luck! In the margins of the map, Blackerly has scribbled a key.Green = GuardBlue = Dog<img src="http://i1220.photobucket.com/albums/dd444/hayforda/map.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />You do notice a strange yellow symbol on the map that has no mention in the key.You could investigate the paperwork further, but an in depth search could take some time for questionable gain....time that you not have.---------------------------------------------------------Grumbleshack belches loudly and scratches his belly. He seems lost in thought.Grumblejack knew a spirit talker like you once, before the tin men invaded our swamp. He kept the clan together...killed those that made trouble. He smiles a jagged toothy grin. He was smart, like Grumblejack. Knew when to fight and when to hide. Killed many of the little un’s before the rats gutted him. Once he was gone, the clan broke apart. Now Grumblejack is the the last</blockquote>

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