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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Aura" data-source="post: 6293159" data-attributes="member: 6747658">Commander Jacobson[section][align=left]http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140330070323/livingpf/images/7/73/Jacobson.jpg[/align]Dwarfed by Jonas' sheer size, the White Cloak Commander greets him with a firm handshake and a nod. "Pleased to meet you, Jonas. Not my usual hangout, so just as well you told us your news us at one of our posts. I should get back to my table, but if you're looking for work, I have several more spots open on the team I'm hiring."[/section]Food and drinks are requested of the ever busy Marla, including special dog treats. Grunger seems content to launch himself into another story as Mystie approaches the table and seats herself. The Commander acknowledges her with a nod and her story begins, the whole table listening along. Just as the story ends, food and juice are set before the hungry gnome, drinks to just about everyone, and a lovely raw steak and bone set on the floor to Mystie's side.Grunger, Dwarven Warrior[section][align=left]http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140410022957/livingpf/images/8/8e/Grunger150.jpg[/align]"Whoa," Grunger begins, "No worries about makin' me shaddup for that. What a story, and a little sad. Aye, like a tragedy! Not that I'm into all that opera crap!" He laughs at his mirth, only stopping as Commander Jacobson holds her hand up.[/section]"In any case," Jacobson begins, "Thank you for letting me know in such great detail… Mystie, is it? I'll put it in with Jonas' report and then make sure they both get sent up to the Coordinator." She leans back, doing an obvious head count. "About there," she comments, flipping the thin braid on her right side absent-mindedly.</blockquote>

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