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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Uriel" data-source="post: 1441655" data-attributes="member: 8222">Marshall Lograin frowns at Whistler's scalp-taking. It had been many years since the Marshalls participated in that base habit as a regular course, but the bylaws still allowed for it.'Yea, 5 Gold Crowns per scalp, looks like you have 7 of em.We kin settle thet after we eat...ironically'The Deputy returns with a box containing an intoxicating pile of food.dark bread stuffed with a spicy pile of corned beef, with a clay pot of brown mustard and a pile of sauteed onions. Deputy Vim sets the box down and the is immediately set upon by the boys, who hover and salivate with no shame.Lograin smiles, tapping out his pipe and relighting it as Vim brings out a large jar of some sweet smelling drink.Grinning, the Deputy invokes a Gift, setting an icy sheen to the jar.'Iced-Cold lemonade fer the parched...'As the boys pass out sandwiched in danger of falling over from overstuffing, Lograin looks from one Scion to the next, gauging them. Finally, he asks Whister 'So...what for you now,Brother? You folks just passing through, or looking for a new Home?  As you can guess, we always need another badge in town. Pay's not great, but the reward is in bringing some peace to the unfortunate folk of the World.'Lograin looks briefly.but very pointedly at the scruffy children and their emaciated mother, as they eat their fill of the sandwishes, blissful expressions upon their faces.Lograin looks to the other Scions again 'There's plenty of work in The Gulch. Smithy needs strong hands, bodyguardin' fer the Merchants, cattle runs need muscle. Allgood and honest work fer folks willin ta do it.' The Marshall looks at Tzzarcct for a moment as he says this last bit.</blockquote>

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