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Message: <blockquote data-quote="digimattic" data-source="post: 5420182" data-attributes="member: 6666878">Arnir stands pensively for a moment, as if lost in thought before walking smoothly to the keg and carefully pouring a mug of ale. He takes a sip, and his face noticeably sours before he regains his composure. Walking to a stool, he unfastens and removes his cloak, revealing the longsword underneath, and his plain, yet very new looking clothes. He slings his bow over his shoulder like a bandolier and perches upon the stool, taking another mouthful of ale."I'm curious as well. I'm not sure what Diogenes told you of me, but I can assure you no more than half of it is correct. Further, what a disciple of Istishia has to do with both this 'resistance' I have heard about, and this motley crew has my interest piqued."After taking another sip, he speaks again "As for who I am, I am called Arnir Bowflight, and while I am curious about this so-called mission, I am primarily interested in leaving this slush-filled backwater as quickly as possible. The food and weather here are simply ghastly."</blockquote>