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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Deel Surool" data-source="post: 799721" data-attributes="member: 5020">Deel leads everyone out of the restaurant, and down the street to a small shop.  Inside, racks of clothing in every imaginable style line the walls.  A set of three meter high mirrors stand in the corner around a step stool.A chime rings as you all walk through the door, and a small waist-high bird-like humanoid steps through a curtained doorway in back.  He is dressed in dark grey pinstriped trousers, a vest, shirtsleeves and a bow tie.  The somber clothing is a stark contrast to his iridescent green feathers, or the crest of red, yellow and blue plumage swept back from the top of his head."Master Hobbel,"  Deel greets the avian tailor, "How wonderful to see you again.  I need your assistance.  My friends here each need a a wardrobe of formal clothing."</blockquote>