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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Land Outcast" data-source="post: 3359421" data-attributes="member: 29160">Blaze notices the lack of a lethal rain of rock fragments and suffocating ash... "Wait, wait wait... then why is the sky filling with shadows? doesn't make much sense..."At the intromission of the half orc... or of what appears to be a half orc and speaks a strange twisted version of the Trade Tongue, Blaze stares in confusion and a hint of fear... This one seems like he doesn't stay to listen, probably can't be talked into -or out of- doing something. Dangerous... He has certain resemblance with those touched by the Abyss at the slave pens, maybe he'll grow an arm which will choke him to death, or a demon will burst from inside him, or who knows what... Dangerous"Greetings. I couldn't help but overhear your conversation, and, having immigrated to Sigil from a rather provincial corner of the planes myself, I quite agree that you would be well served to receive some guidance from the natives. I've been making my way here for over a year now, and would gladly accompany this little party in discussing the finer points of Sigilian protocol." He looks from face to face, grinning just a bit too broadly to be endearing.At the tatooed and too-wide-grinning human, Blaze listens carefully, trying to read between the dressings of elegant words... either a pompous fool, a master of the arcane, or another of my trade... a possible friend if he hasn't declared himself my enemy yet"I will be the most grateful of your company, Saib... I am sure you could explain to me points like how is it that shadows cover the land while no ash is on the air" he answers with a smile, which if it didn't seem sincere could be taken as a mockery."Perhaps we should go indoors, after all. A tavern sounds perfect and maybe you can tell me more of your home while we journey and even over a drink.""Indeed, we should be departing now... but you shall be the one paying my expenses as storytelling fee, Saib" Said with a perfectly serious face, storytellers usually get free lodging, but he's not going to tell a story to the tavern-owner."Finally, we can go. Can't say I'm too pleased about this psionic implantation, though. Doesn't seem right considering we've done nothing illegal. Anyway, if we're going to be going somewhere, may I recommend anywhere not the Hive. If I am showing someone around my home, I usually don't start with the privy. We can figure out where we're going once we get away from here. I can't think straight with the stench of inhuman misery in the air.""Shad, for this you would get a nice slave-necklace at the City indicating your lack of cooperation witht the watch. At least this won't make us outlawed from taverns and shops." Absently, Blaze passes his dark red hand over his neck.The Genasi nods, understanding it as something good that the demon-spawn (he didn't reply in Infernal, therefore he's probably of Abyssal blood) didn't step back as more people decided to accompany them. At least he wasn't thinking of gutting the Fire Genasi after the next corner.This place is strange... Abyss-touched creatures alive in the streets... Aasimar are arrested for murder... and an Abyssal Blood doesn't go on a murderous rampage... it seems I'll have to rely on the words rather than on the skin..."Moving then"</blockquote>

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