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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Viking Bastard" data-source="post: 957504" data-attributes="member: 509">Keldor You walk though the dark murky sewer tunnel in the direction of the angry voice. As you reach a crossroads in the tunnels, the voice becomes much clearer, and you hear another voice. As you sneak a peek around the corner, you see two men clad in blackwalking behind a monster of a man, dragging a large cart. Something big is on the cart, but you can't see clearly what it is.They are going to what seems to you to be a The two men are talking, or rather, the taller of the two is telling of the other one, who is trying to exscuse himself. They both talk with a strong accent, an Kentaari one, most probably.The taller, angrier man:"There was no need to kill him. We had shaken him off us. This impulsiveness of yours has only made security tighter. "The other ones whimpers, but manages a comeback:"He would've contacted the guards. They would've known what to expect! ""Bollocks! He's one of Ztorialim's men. He's above working with the capes. It's beneath them. He was working at this himself. Perhaps, with others like him, but they would be few, nothing that should stop us. ""But he would've recognised us! ""How? It's not like we'll be there to be recognised. As long as everything goes to plan from here on, we'll never even have to get close to the Guild. No, I do not worry about getting recognised. I worry about that stupid gnome, though. He's probably in cuffs right now. Ready to spill his guts. Hopefully, he's dead. "</blockquote>

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