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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Scott DeWar" data-source="post: 5452735" data-attributes="member: 49929">A human walks up to the bar. (no this is not the start of a joke) He appears to be from the baronies by his skin and hair tones and a thick non-venzin accent is heard. He asks for a room, some money is exchanged and he hurries off, though he takes notice of the elf with allot of the mugs about him and no other drinking partners. He returns some time later  .. .. .. ..[sblock=crunchy]decipher arcane writing: Jump, expeditious retreat, Arcane lock, Spectral handdc 20+ spell level: 21,21,22,22prepare arcane writing:expeditious retreat: success! written.dc15+spell level: 16[/sblock]The Human comes back down the stairs from his room and is rubbing his eyes in a fatigued sort of way. He stops long enough to order a drink is handed a shot glass of dark liqueur.  He remembers the man with the many takards and goes to join him.ooc: hint [MENTION=2795]Mark Chance[/MENTION] he is sitting at your table!"Gootten Tag Mein Herr, I am Heinrick, at your service. It appears that your drinking party left you high and , well not exactly dry. I join you yes?" He seems to be in good spirits despite the redness of his eyes. (bloodshot, not demonic). He then helps himself to one of the chairs and takes his shot glass of a dark liqueur that smells of licorice and downs it in one gulp.</blockquote>