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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DarkMaster" data-source="post: 1907558" data-attributes="member: 16362">As Solomon asks the question the beggar raises his head. Solomon can notice tears in his eyes (Diplomacy 18 - 1 +5circumstancial) Solomon feels that the men really connects with him and vice versa, Solomon rarely have that affect on people."You ask me if I went to war?" Solomon can evaluate the age of the beggar around late 30'. The men smiles back at him whipping the tears from his eyes. Solomon notices that the men is constantly shaking. "I fought Axyr for 10 years wielding a greatsword like yours, I fought against undead and necromancer in an lost temple, I fought ogre trying to invade our &%8# nation and much more, I was at Bredenbak spying directly among the enemy. And what did our magnificient country gave for me for all that, &%^# Drar He then puts his shaking hand on Solomon's shoulder and with a low desperate tone he adds "Do you know how many people I killed? I don't know myself, I wasn't able to remove the blood staint from my greatsword" He pauses and starts crying "My greatsword where is it? I sold it, do you realise a soldier who has to sell his tool, where are you faithfull greatsword" The men really seems to be loosing it. He starts looking around frenetically, looks at the Drar in his hand, his eyes hypnotised by the piece of magical paper. Without a word he heads back in the back alley of a nearby building, walking fast and making loud breathing noises. He left his dagger and paper bag where he was. The other beggar is still sleeping probably used to all the sounds of the street.</blockquote>

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