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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Trench" data-source="post: 4122882" data-attributes="member: 40464">Deevolly Bencez, Cipke Arnag, and Baeril Underhill- Midtown"Dee! Cipke!" The pair turn around to see a young watchman running toward them. "Herdling requested a meeting with you two. At the Guildsman Tower." The watchman's expression plainly shows he knows nothing behind the oddity of the location.When the messenger arrives Deevolly cocks her eyebrows. "Herdling? Us, specifically? Wow."    "Well I think he said you Dee. And whoever you were with.""So we have been noticed," Cipke says. "That can be either very good or very bad. Have we screwed up something lately?"    "Not me! Let's check it out!"The watchman looks over his shoulder to see another watchman practically double-timing it down the street. Behind him is a gnome wearing the oddest outfit."Thank the gods!" He says. "Take him to the Guildsman Tower. He's your problem now!"Without bothering to explain, he runs as fast as he can away from the lederhosen wearing gnome."Welcome to the party, fella. I'm Officer Bencez and this is the one that was with me.""Hello," Cipke says. "I'm with her. Now you're with Us. And we're going There. Ptolus life is so simple.""Look at all these Watchmen!" Baeril says brightly. "That wagon burglar doesn't stand a chance against all of you. If you'll all follow me, I'll show you where it is."    "That will have to be later," Cipke says. "She is to report to the Guildsman's Tower and I'm to be her second fiddle. If you have business there, we can walk together.""What's going on at the Guildsman Tower?" The gnome asks. "Has it been buglarized, too? Why is it, do you think, that humans like building up, up, up so much? Is it tree envy? I imagine that's what the elves would say, tree envy. How are the arches in your boots?""Good. Not too high and not too low. Perfect for walking, trotting and even light running. They can even keep water out and at the end of the day I'm happy I'm wearing my leather boots made with Ullar leather. Ullar Leather, a name that stands for quality!"Deevoly shakes her head. Cipke grew up next to the tannery and regularly promotes his neighbor's wares. She strongly suspects he gets a finder's fee for new business."Ullar Leather, interesting," Baeril chatters. "Do they have a shop in South Market? Or is it in North Market? I think it's funny how different the two markets are, don't you? I like the Spice Market. You can really get a nose full of different smells, but they make you pay for them if you sneeze, so you probably shouldn't do that. How long have you lived in Ptolus? Have you ever tried to climb the Spire? I think someone should try that, it looks pretty rocky from what I can see. Do you think the temple of the Watcher of the Skies will let me use their looking glass to peer at the Spire?""Not that much. I've picked up a thing or two. Ullar's leather is in the Guildsman's District, close to the South Market. Spice Market? I must try that. I've lived in Ptolus my entire life. No, I've never heard of anyone foolish enough to climb that wretched spire. Most likely those who tried it met quiet, sad fates. And on the Watcher of the Skies temple, sure, go ahead and ask. Worst that can happen is they say no to you and you're done.""Now let's hustle, Dee. Otherwise you and 'the one with you' might incur into our bosses' wrath."    Clearly relieved to be done with the gnome, Deevolly smirks. "He couldn't get mad at ME! C'mon! Race ya!" Dee takes off.    "Ullar Leather to race better!" He runs after Dee."What fun! A foot race! Now we will see how good those boots really are!" Baeril calls out something in Gnomish, and a small bird soars down from above, where she had been following the group, and she flies ahead, circling both running watchmen, chirping merrily. "The loser has to buy the winner pastries!"It is at this point the gnome begins to yodel, the fast rhythm matching his small boots hitting the cobblestones."Ooh, a pastry shop ..."</blockquote>

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