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Message: <blockquote data-quote="weldon" data-source="post: 4839658" data-attributes="member: 18817">Right, right. Sure, you wouldn't know about Carlo coming back to Daunton. My father, well see, he died before I was born. That'd be 17-18 years ago. He was an adventurer, well, 20 odd years before now I guess.Well, thanks for looking at it. Someone told me this was the paper where they recorded my father and mother being married. A priest comes through every year and makes notes and takes 'em all back to Daunton. Carlo found this paper, and that's how he found me.Finnian carefully folds the paper up and places it inside the leather packet that is then carefully packed away.The half-elf turns to his companions and asks, Do we have any plans for the night? Our fight at the Tortoise Doom is in two days from now, right?Finnian plops down in a chair and pulls one of the end tables around to put his feet up.Hey! That rhymed, didn't it. "fight" "night". Ha! I'm a poet and I didn't know it! In any case, maybe we can go check in with the book guy and see what we need to do to promote his shop and then try to get the scoop on the Boon Legion tomorrow before we go up against 'em.</blockquote>