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Message: <blockquote data-quote="jsb420" data-source="post: 5572762" data-attributes="member: 6672544">[gm][MENTION=89931]Cleverusername[/MENTION]: I’ll let you and [MENTION=48394]pathfinderq1[/MENTION]: figure out who wants to play. I’m okay with it either way (I’m not a total stickler for perfect party composition.)[/gm]     Baldwin takes a seat near Orsik and looks at everyone gathered to hear of his plight. Voice cracking with emotion, he says, ”My thanks, kind sirs and ... er… cat.”. He gracefully declines the ale Brews sent over at Orsik’s request. ”I can’t stay long. Every minute I spend here, is more time away from searching for my daughter. Besides, no answers can be found in the bottom of that tankard. Lords know I’ve been down that road before, and have found my way back only recently.” He seems to become more sullen after admitting his affliction with alcohol.     ”Prin and I were walking along the docks, with nowhere to go, when we were approached by a halfling, very friendly, he introduced himself as Jessup. He was wearing the badge of House Jorasco, around his neck hung the symbol of Dor Arrah and he was wearing robes of his order. He’s fair-skinned, with thick curly brown hair. He immediately recognized us as homeless and offered for us to come with him to the Wayward House, with no mention of any tithes. We were there for less than a handful of days. We live in a suspicious society, and as such I was reluctant to accept any help, at least at first. But the adepts there were friendly and before long I felt comfortable enough to leave Prin there to look for employment. What have I done!” Baldwin breaks into another bout of sobs.     ”I’m sorry, but my Prin, she’s… she’s the light of my life. Ever since her mother died of the wasting sickness, it’s just been me and Prin. She’s a little shorter than the dwarf here, with long unruly, always tangled, blonde hair, and her eyes the color of the summer sky. At only 8 summers old, she’s already seen too much hardship, but she doesn’t show it. Wise beyond her years, she can light up a room with her smile alone.” Baldwin's head droops.     He reaches into his tunic and pulls out a worn leather satchel. Untying the drawstring, Baldwin pours the contents of the pouch into his hand. ”Besides the clothes on my back, this is all of my possessions, but I’ll give it to you if it’ll help me get my daughter back.” With that he sets the items onto the table next to his declined drink.  [sblock=Pouch Contents]20 golden galifar  2 uncut  pieces of jade (estimate: 50 golden galifars each)  1 red stone, glowing with inner fire (<a href="http://www.wizards.com/dndinsider/compendium/item.aspx?id=4623" target="_blank">Khyber Shard of the Fiery Depth</a> – apparently Baldwin is unaware of its magical properties)  1 exquisite silver necklace (estimate: 75 golden galifars)[/sblock]   [FONT=&quot][/FONT]After everyone views the contents, Baldwin scoops up the items and returns them to the pouch. "Now, please, I must search for Prin before it gets any later." He winces with the effort to stand up.</blockquote>

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