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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shoel Sweeny" data-source="post: 2921009" data-attributes="member: 40608">The next few hours pass with anxiety but relative safety, as the radiant and deadly insects pound incessently upon the iron tower with no way to gain entrance.  In an effort to keep the voyage from becoming a complete bust a number of the Primewalkers begin stripping the paintings from the tower and loading them up on caravans, quite possibly the only way to draw a profit from the whole expedition.  A burly bauir comes to you hefting a large oil painting of a scenic dessert oasis, the waters surface is almost mirrorlike and the sand is white as a coastline despite it covering only a relatively small spring.  His accent is Ysgardian with a slight irrecognizable drawl.  Much 'pologies bloods for draggin ye out ta this accursed place, lucky we're that the portal back home is chock full of these art goods, otherwise this woulda been a Snipe hunt altogether.  We can pay ye in this, our appraisers put it at an easy hundred thou coppers to split between yeh, or ye can wait till we get back to the cage an' earn your standard wage of three thousand gold apiece.  Either way the days up and your turn at the portals presen, so don't take your time bein' a choosey.After you make your decision the bariur strolls back up the spiral staircases to collect more of the paintings, placing yours back back with the requisitions master if you choose to take your payment later in coin.</blockquote>

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