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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Gray Shade" data-source="post: 2331246" data-attributes="member: 32340">With the entrance of Desert, Berserker Bill ends his conversation with Muirna with a "thanks dear lady, thou's company is as charming as thou art knowledgeable." He gives her a wink and walks over to Desert, eyeing the sunrods with appreciation. "Ah, excellent, my new friend!" If Desert seems to be having trouble seeing still, Bill will take one of his hands in a friendly shake. "So you're prepared for tomorrow, eh? If that be the case, then let's get over to the Grey Minstrel and get rooms for the night so we may rest our weary bones." As he heads toward the door, he says to The Speaker, "Coming, sage?" However, when he overhears Ranti at the bar, he glances back and says, "That's SHERIFF Bill, you--" Abruptly, he stops, brushes at the trail dust still clinging in spots to his breeches and sleeves, kicks a toe to heel and spins 180 degrees away from Desert and back toward the bar. While walking back toward the bar, he licks his thumb and straightens his eyebrows. At the bar, he leans on it, near the woman Ranti's brought in with him, on the opposite side of her from Ranti. "Well, hello," he says to her, his voice suddenly an octave lower and much more humid, while arching an eyebrow in as come-hither a fashion as he can manage. "You'll have to forgive my appearance, I've . . . been on the trail all day. Can I buy you some lutefisk? I hear it's wonderful." With a gesture of "two" and a jab at the bar he adds, "Sunderkeg, my good man--two house specials right here please. Ranti?  No? You're good? Okay. Just two." He smiles at the woman. "So . . . Live here often?"</blockquote>

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