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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Someone" data-source="post: 2864920" data-attributes="member: 5656">"Your name rings a bell." says Beldard."To be sincere I have the rare ability of becoming nauseated even when walking, if the road has the adequate roughness. My physical shape is the shame of my monastic order, so I deduced that the gods didn´t want me to dedicate my life to self perfection through calisthenics, but intelectual enlightenment. I seek the knowledge of the monastery of Lool. That´s slightly east of Drolai, and they have a rare collection of books I need to usufruct."You never heard of that monastery, but it isn´t likely the man managed to invent a lie and peruse his mental thesaurus at the same time."That´s very nice of you" says Beldard. "But I have a tonic here I can share with you. It calms the nerves in my stomach and alows me to concentrate. Would you...?" The monk get a small bottle from his robe and offers it to you.Meanwhile Azaroth walks next to the couple, but after a pause he keeps silent.ooc: No problem with that, you´ve had plenty of time for the ritual.</blockquote>