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Habassa: The RPG


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Hungry after the night's rest, Reylas goes downstairs to satisfy himself. Approaching the bar, he addresses the bartender politely, "Just some bread, scrib jelly, and water, please." He places several septims on the counter for the meal.

 

"Judging by the number of newcomers I've seen in the halls, I'm guessing you've heard this question several times already, but if you would, might you tell me where everyone is meeting?"

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To All Characters Downstairs:

All of you speak to the bartender at some point, and he tells you the same thing. "Meeting upstairs, room eight. You'd better hurry, a few of the others are already there."

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Corithalion looks at the gathering crowd around him. He looks at Aeden, and says "Milady, thou art a breath of fresh air amongst the others around. At last, I have someone here with manners. My name is Corithalion." He bows deeply. "I am a singer of songs and a vanquisher of fiends, not necessarily in that order." He turns to Khar-tul. "You would be well advised, my friend to heed the lessons that are shown you, even when they are not asked for. It is much easier to catch the bees to make honey than to get it out of the stomach of a bear. No, wait." He pauses for a second. "Well, you know what I mean. As far as your question goes, I know no more nor know no less than those that are in or out of the know." He chuckles. He looks at their 'employer.' "Do you mind if I play while we wait?" he asks, indicating the lute.
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