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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Friday" data-source="post: 5308061" data-attributes="member: 90051">"Ah my friends....it seems that not just your fine selves and the delectable Madame Candour were accosted this past night....the good lady of Soliel seems rather incensed at the attacks upon her acolytes...simple healers one and all.." answers Goble, his eyes on the retreating backs of the arguing clergy. As you watch the crowd dissipate, something catches your attention - first Teth and then the other two. Almost directly across the Plaza from where you stand is a tall figure, perhaps a head above those around him. Skin the colour of gloomy dusk, long brown hair snakes down onto broad shoulders and is shot through with small fetishes. He wears fine leathers, dyed a dark red, and carries a strangely curved scimitar at his side. The metal of the blade seems oddly coloured black as shadows and the eye has difficulty looking directly at it. The strange figure nods once at you, an indecipherable smile on his dark face. Tawny almond-shaped eyes watch you all, blinking slowly with indefinable regard. Another figure approaches the first stranger, another man. This time a human, so it appears. His skin is alabaster, his hair pale and blonde. Dressed in a similar fashion to the taller man but carrying no weapons. The only difference a sleeveless vest exposing his pallid white arms, along which strange spidery-lines are tattooed. The alabaster man leans forward to whisper something to his colleague, who does not let his yellow-eyed gaze waver from you all. "Hmmmm.." murmurs Goble, "Now that is odd..." Before the fat merchant elaborates, another voice turns his attention away from the strange pair. "Fenn! What have the Trader's Council to say on this matter?!" someone shouts.The voice belongs to a lean, young man with a shaved head. Dressed in the robes of a priest, a stern expression on his face, he approaches you. "Master Bek, such a pleasure...how can I serve the interests of Hood today?" responds Goble, a forced smile on his chubby lips."Save the sarcasm you fat idoit! Who else but the House of Manners and House of Coins would have the Houses to hire assassins! You have something to do with this, don't you?!" snarls of the priest of Hood."Nay sir! As my companions here" Goble gestures towards you, "-will assure you, I have nothing but respect for those who serve the Lord of Death""This isn't a joke Goble!" =================== OOC: Your Notice checks were all sufficient - even Helicrates' <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":P" title="Stick out tongue    :P"  data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":P" /></blockquote>

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