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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 5610805" data-attributes="member: 40413">Agno Phoenicus, tengu priest of IssolathaA tengu slips into the Dunn Wright Inn just after the armored priest.  He is not tall and stands in a slouch making him seem even shorter.  He's thin and wears sleeveless armor carved from wood that shows a chevron of bright red feathers on his upper arms amongst the fine, black feathers. He stands beak gaping as the door swings shut behind him and takes in the crowd of humanity.  He stands there seeing the swirls of the goddess' whispers as they wisp about: first drawing his eye to the curl of a tiefling's horns, then to a man with sun-darkened hands except a white circle of flesh around one finger, then to a half-orc, clothing adorned with numerous hands that seem to vibrate with red secrets.  Closing his beak with a <snap!> he walks slowly towards the bar arriving just in time to hear the priest thank the barmaid for milk."Liquid of the crushed vine-berry...  sssss, ah.... wine, that is.  Please.  I have the requisite pressed, metal discs... hurrr... coin, you call it."  He deftly slips coin from his pouch and offers it to the barmaid.<a href="http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/190/agnobust.jpg/" target="_blank"><img src="http://img190.imageshack.us/img190/8144/agnobust.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></a></blockquote>