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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Boddynock" data-source="post: 1969224" data-attributes="member: 21506">"Sure, Blue - just follow me. Oh, and Rhys - try to keep your mouth closed a bit more. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" /> Nothing marks a clueless as much as the look of a mobile fly-catcher! After all, I've got my cred to consider!""We'll just swing by my kip on the way - if we are embarking on the grand adventure, there's some gear I'd like to pick up."Leading them through the crowded streets, Andarin matches his pace to the crowds, at times demanding passage of creatures much larger than himself, at other times slipping neatly through gaps in the press of bodies. Although his companions are sometimes hard pressed to keep up, they never actually lose sight of him for long. On one occasion when it seems that he has disappeared in the crowd, Jurden and Rhys hear sweet music above them - and there is Andarin leaning out through the railings of a stair twenty feet above them, playing on his recorder. He stops, smiles, and continues climbing the stair.After a trip which takes them through crowded alleyways and broad avenues, as well as up and down across rooftops and through subways, Andarin stops outside a small, neat house in the midst of a street of such houses. The front door is about four feet tall, and it's immediately evident why the halfling had his doubts about offering accomodation to his taller companions."OK, cutters, I'll just nip in and grab my gear. Just wait here - and don't play with any of the passersby! <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" />"Andarin disappears through the door, which opens as he approaches it, then swings to behind him. He is gone just long enough for a small group of halfling children to gather to gawk at the strangers, then returns in animated conversation with a halfling woman dressed in leathers and with a dagger at her belt. She looks the other two over, raising an eyebrow in a manner identical to Andarin's own response upon meeting them, then turns back to Andarin. "Keep your eyes open," she says to him, and then, with a glint in her eye, "and be careful where you sheathe your blade!" Enjoying the brief look of confusion and embarassment on her son's face, she then turns again to the two in the street, smiles and nods and goes back into the house."Ah, yeah - she just loves doing that to me. OK, cutters - now for that party!"Leading off again, quickly enough (he hopes) to forestall any comments, Andarin makes his way towards the World Serpent, eventually slowing enough to stroll more sedately (though still with purpose) with his newfound friends. Pointing out this and that landmark, and making typically edgey Cager comments on the high-ups of the factions, Andarin brings the group to the place where the party is happening.</blockquote>

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