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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DarkMaster" data-source="post: 2082703" data-attributes="member: 16362">As Makas sits down Fror is nervously gigling on his seat "Makas shouldn't we go upstair in case thing turns bad. I personally don't like the fact that assassin were visibely after us." On that Fror stands up and heads upstairs. "I will put some light on this"-----Calondor (diplomacy 18+7) reassuring word calms the men. "Thank you Calondor, glad that we both made it, and reassured somehow that all this had nothing to do with me"-----Morrison and Rell head back upstairs with the rest of the very nervous crowd. They both can feel the eyes of the crowd on them, almost judging them without knowing the fact. (sense motive xxx)The group slowly approaches the room of the merchant. The dwarf quickly opens the door like if he was trying to catch people on the act. All you see is Calondor and a middled aged men talking in the room. The dwarf visibely friustrated points at Calondor and Utrolac"You and you. This room is a mess,there is blood everywhere, anybody cares to explain what just happened"Morrison notices that the lady he is carrying on his back is slowly coming back to reality.</blockquote>