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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Verbatim" data-source="post: 2274695" data-attributes="member: 15549">As the woman extended her hand towards Zeric, the hexblade waved the blood money away from him. Too many times had he witnessed a similar transaction at the camps dedicated to Hextor and he was not about to begin walking down that path."If you are truly taking the boy back to the orphanage, give the coins to the halfling woman who runs the orphanage. Perhaps with the coins she can afford a better lock to keep the children safe."While Zeric did not know the thoughts of his companions, he did not care at the moment if their desire for coin was greater than their desire for what was right.Breaking his stare away from the veiled woman, Zeric pointed his weapon down towards the fallen slaver."What do you mean incapacitated? Does his fiendish heritage heal wounds that would kill mortal men?"The thought of having to face the deadly blade of the slaver prompted Zeric to turn quickly to Althron."Bind his hands stoutly priest, we must not allow him to reach his blade if he is merely playing us as fools."</blockquote>