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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DEFCON 1" data-source="post: 1890704" data-attributes="member: 7006">'Gods Krollar, did you have to do such a messy job?'Pohl D'Velderan speaks quietly to himself as he traverses a couple bridges down towards the lowers levels of Sharn.  He had just heard the reports of Krollar's assassination of a changeling spy, and of the complete violence the half-orc used to accomplish the hit.'I mean really!  Show some class!  The poor man didn't need to go out that way!  Father is so right... you are not going to maintain your position if you keep screwing up like that, you stupid half-orc!  A couple more months and another screw up like that and I'll be able to throw you to the curb!  I mean really!'He crosses over another bridge, and heads into one of the obsidian towers that will take him towards the Sleeping Snake... a tavern of not-very-good standing.  Ordinarily Pohl wouldn't sully himself by stepping into a place like that... but he had gotten word from one of his House Thuranni contacts that the changeling that Krollar knocked off had an abandoned daughter who had just recently returned to Sharn.'Cripes, woman... why would you hang around down here?  This is disgusting!  You must have much of your father's blood flowing through your veins to stay down in areas like this.  You better make it worth my while coming down here to speak to you... and please don't give me any indication you knew of your father's activities, because I really don't want to have to kill you too.'After another ten minutes of zig-zagging around pillars and shops, Pohl finally arrives at the Sleeping Snake.  He walks stright up to the door, gives a nod to the ogre standing guard in front... 'Hi Bork!'... (obviously Pohl comes down here more often than he even lets on to himself if he knows the name of the ogre bouncer) and then pulls the door open and strides into the front room of the tavern.  To all within, they see a tall, blond, broadshouldered man stand in the doorway with an air of arrogance about him that cries out "Look at me!  Aren't I important?!  C'mon!  Look!  Over here!  Why aren't you looking?!".  Pohl quickly scans the room in hopes of seeing a young changeling girl (although realizing the odds of her actually looking like a changeling are slim).</blockquote>

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