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<blockquote data-quote="DEFCON 1" data-source="post: 3237954" data-attributes="member: 7006">The man begins to chuckle, which turns immediately into a full on coughing fit.&nbsp; And on every hack, bits of chew fly out from the mouthguard and drool down the front of the helm.&nbsp; He wheezes and sneezes for a good twenty seconds or so... placing his hands flat on the table to steady himself... and when he finally calms down he looks back up at Ari.&quot;'Ere.&nbsp; You want the lycan job?&nbsp; You got it, you pantywaist.&nbsp; First one to claim it since it was put up four days ago.&nbsp; No one wants to work for the flamin' Flamers, myself included.&nbsp; Guy who put the job in was a real donkey, if you get what I'm saying.&quot;He starts rustling through the papers on the desk, and finally pulls out a stained and crumpled sheet, which he slides across to Ari.&quot;Werebeasts are roaming the jungle forests north of Newthrone... or so this Elder Nevillom says.&nbsp; Claims the creatures have been spotted by travellers coming south from Whitecliff on boats.&nbsp; Running through the woods and such.&nbsp; This is a holy crusade to rid the world again of the &quot;foul demons&quot;... or some such crap.&nbsp; Didn't really pay much attention once he called me a drunken slob.&quot;&nbsp; He chuckles again, which of course generates a new coughing fit.&nbsp; &quot;Ugh.&nbsp; Anyway... two hundred up front, another eight upon completion.&nbsp; And don't try bargaining with me... these are his numbers, not mine.&nbsp; You take the job, maybe you can convince this Nevillom bleeder to loosen his purse.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="DEFCON 1, post: 3237954, member: 7006"] The man begins to chuckle, which turns immediately into a full on coughing fit. And on every hack, bits of chew fly out from the mouthguard and drool down the front of the helm. He wheezes and sneezes for a good twenty seconds or so... placing his hands flat on the table to steady himself... and when he finally calms down he looks back up at Ari. [COLOR=Teal]"'Ere. You want the lycan job? You got it, you pantywaist. First one to claim it since it was put up four days ago. No one wants to work for the flamin' Flamers, myself included. Guy who put the job in was a real donkey, if you get what I'm saying."[/COLOR] He starts rustling through the papers on the desk, and finally pulls out a stained and crumpled sheet, which he slides across to Ari. [COLOR=Teal]"Werebeasts are roaming the jungle forests north of Newthrone... or so this Elder Nevillom says. Claims the creatures have been spotted by travellers coming south from Whitecliff on boats. Running through the woods and such. This is a holy crusade to rid the world again of the "foul demons"... or some such crap. Didn't really pay much attention once he called me a drunken slob."[/COLOR] He chuckles again, which of course generates a new coughing fit. [COLOR=Teal]"Ugh. Anyway... two hundred up front, another eight upon completion. And don't try bargaining with me... these are his numbers, not mine. You take the job, maybe you can convince this Nevillom bleeder to loosen his purse."[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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