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Old May 20th, 2022, 01:06 PM
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MORE people desperate to work here? Dougal raised an eyebrow at the elven woman's tale of the server's mother.
"Alchemical or Magical Medicine?" He politely asked. "If it's Alchemical, I might be of assistance to the lad."
Dougal could feel the gaze of the slim, green-skinned, male that wasn't an Orc, briefly appraise him!
Why does my SOUL feel bare? He shivered, despite the heat!
He raised a good point though.
"Yes, you clearly have a good handle on the way things work here." He said to the Elfess. "What brought you here? A sick relative too, or...?" He leaves the sentence open, hopefully to be filled by the server.

Another newcomer arrived, seemingly out of nowhere, and introduced himself. He seemed personable enough, but he reminded Dougal of some of the Hired Killers that his old Guild employed on occasion.
"That's...not really a question that people in our line of work generally ask...OR answer, there fella'!" He says semi-jovially, but with a vague hint of admonishment, in the tone a High Society type of person might use to indicate when somebody makes a social faux pas!
"But in the interest of full-disclosure, I will admit that I have recently been released from the Slang term for Prisonnick, and got word of this gig through my escaped cellmate's Half-orc cousin, who sometimes fights here, and arranged this in exchange for "Snu-snu" later...whatever in Sophi's name THAT is?"

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With the unpleasantness with the half-orc put on hold, Liana concentrated on other matters. There were many gathered together and quite a number of them seemed to have a common purpose -- to seek employment. Well, not all of them were going to get hired, were they? And she wanted a piece of this work and not just for the coin it offered.

When the palpable comment woman, surely a lieutenant of Tilly, arrived, Liana unhesitating downed a shot. Then ... she reached for a second shot. She paused. Then she exerted all her willpower ... and failed (as usual the back of her mind chided.) She took a second shot.

When the woman caressed others chins, she immediately bounced over. "Me, here, this chin too." She hopped up and down.

She decided to work the crowd with a bit of a system, visiting each would-be mercenary, and introducing herself with what charm and warm she is capable of -- Ranks +1. Class +3. Cha +4. Theologian trait +1. Zealot's aid another on self: +5 -- so generally +14.and that is considerable!

To Dougal Fastblade: she hopped on a table to greet him eye-to-eye. "Pleased to meet you, I am Liana Xirkul. Did I hear you said you were an alchemist? And you are a swordsman too. Wow, that's amazing. If we both get hired, well, I'm not half-bad with a crossbow, actually. I can watch you back; and you can watch mine!" (She turned half away, met his yes, and gave a flirtatious wiggle.)

She bounces gleefully over to Finrod; pleased to find this newcomer introducing himself with some warmth. "I am Liana Xirkul, exotic entertainer and talent scout for the Cirque de la Fumee. While I do perform, though not as well as my betters in the Circus, I also ... uh, follow shall I say, a martial path, a psychic path." She giggles and taps her forehead. "I've got it up here, not just down there. My obvious assets are not my only assets. I can help keep an eye of the safety of my fellow performers, and bring out the best of my troupe. You just have to, well, open up to me a little. Trust me, a little. That is, if you're lucky and get picked."

There was more to see and do, but the drinks were making Liana a little too happy to quite stay on focus. She would greet others, as the right time arose.

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Tarbin quickly became aware of a number of conflicts and disagreements breaking out across the casino floor and his natural instincts told him to step in and break them up but he was currently in unfamiliar territory and not only was it not his place to do so he wasn't sure where he would even start.

'Where is most pressing? Where am I needed most?' Tarbin thought to himself with a frown as he glanced around. There was a large group that had started to form around a half-orc and a gnome who seemed to be facing off but as of yet they had not actually come to physical blows... the same however could not be said for a pair of halflings as one was currently repeatedly smashing the others face against a table. With a slight sigh Tarbin strode straight towards the conflict like an arrow fired from a bow. Without saying a word the nondescript looking young man reached out and grabbed the halfling who seemed to have the upper hand by the scruff of the neck and yanked him up in to the air so that he was helplessly dangling in mid air. "Begging your pardon I'm sure its none of my business but I would say that he has had enough..." Tarbin declared as he nodded towards the bloody faced and rather dazed looking halfling slumped on the table.

The halfing captured in Tarbin's grasp began to thrash about as he attempted spin around and get a look at who had got a hold of him or at the very least lash out with a foot and hit something vulnerable. "Hey let go you hulking brute this is none of your business" The halfling hissed as he thrashed about like a wild animal.

"While I'm sure that might be so but it's not very sporting to strike a man when he's down and your friend doesn't look like he is in much of a state to defend himself right now..." Tarbin countered calmly.

"Put me down and I'll show you how sporting I can be..." the halfling growled with a fair amount of alcohol induced courage. The halfling then reached up and began clawing at Tarbin's arm eliciting a more intense frown from the large man but little reaction other than that.

Raising up the straw hat that he held in his other hand Tarbin briefly placed it on his head before dipping it in the direction of the female halfling. "Apologies miss but I am afraid I must borrow some of this man's time..." Tarbin apologised before he spun on his heels and quickly strode towards the boxing ring in the corner of the room.

The halfling then squeaked in surprise as Tarbin suddenly without warning hurled him in to the ring as though he weighed little more than a pebble. "Rage is burning a little too strongly in this one... do you have a suitable opponent to let him work it out of his system..." Tarbin declared as he looked towards the referee.



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The smile he turns on Liana is broader and more welcoming, but it too does not reach his eyes. He bowd to her and says "It is my pleasure to meet you. I enjoy the thrill of acrobatic movement myself, I find it a good way to get around a battlefield and avoid being hit. Your dancing was spectacular, and you did honour to your craft." He bows again, then his eyes leave hers and continue to watch the rest of the room. Liana senses he is like a coiled spring; vigilant and ready to act if he needs to.
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The moment seems to linger and stretch out longer than Grim is comfortable with, but he can't back down now. The Orcish Man stands and continues to stare down at Grim, a perplexed look on his face as he takes in the information getting thrown at him right now. The power flowing through Grim's Eyes, Liana's masterful performance and show of fear and anxiety at what he could potentially unleash if the man called Grim's bluff. Yveggar appears almost ready to make a move just as a white haired human appears and tries to inject. His mannerisms, although well intentioned seem haphazard and awkward, like a butterfly flitting between flowers unsure where to land. His smile flowing from confident and cheerful to nervous and back again as he apologises for the interruption and then cheerfully orders drinks for everyone, before taking one and downing it BEFORE making a toast with it.

Grim is happy to take the distraction and hopes this man's well timed, if amusing interruption, will be enough to gloss over the stand off between the Half Orc and the Gnome but the smile once more falters on Grim's lips for a moment as the new arrival begins to make comments about Tilly and the Staff of the Dead Mermaid that are best left unsaid, or at the very least restricted to more private quarters. Grim scans the crowd quickly, being the first to break eye contact with the Half Orc and turning away. Let the Man think he made me back down first, he can have his victory Grim thinks as he looks around for trouble he fears is brewing

Sure enough, the appearance of the tall exceptionally beautiful Elven woman with long blonde hair and a gold trim on her uniform differentiating her from the more common, if still extremely attractive, staff confirms his suspicions. He cant help but chuckle at her interest in Damien and the Half Orc and wonders how much is genuine on her part and how much is her attempt to divert attention away from the humans words.

Stepping closer to the table, Grim raises his hands to the edge and two of the shot glasses slid over to his waiting palms. Raising one in thanks to the Hostess, he reaches back and offers the second to the Half Orc still standing at the edge of the group "Come my friend! join us! it would not be polite to refuse an offer of refreshments from such a ravishing beauty as our host. Many thanks my lady, we are indeed here to discuss employment with Mistress Tilly but there is no rush. Perhaps you could tell us more about this Gebeta Board you mentioned..i can see my friend Damien here is as intrigued as i am by the offered prize it can provide?" though whether he meant the Gold crowns or the time with the hostess was anyone's guess

Giving the exceptionally tall Damien a playful grin and wink, Grim downs his shot as two more slide across the table to his hands, this time the glasses being offered to Dougal and Finrod. Grim's ice blue eyes, fully of life and merriment, meeting Dougal's own attentive and surprisingly intelligent blue eyes (considering his apparent social stumbling) before sliding to the cold frozen Ice Blue of Finrod's own. "You as well gentleman, join us. I know you would not want to offend the lovely Liana there by not sharing a drink after she graced us all with such an staggering performance of her art earlier"

Grim was intrigued by Finrod, the man was well armed and carried his weaponry with a easy grace which showed he was intimately familiar with their use, and his voice carried well and showed a strong personality, but he had appeared like a wisp of smoke amongst their group, as if by magic. A trick Grim himself could perform on occasion but even he had to admit he could not perform it with such skill and panache this man had.

He was worth keeping a close eye on he though, and it appeared that Liana had come to the same conclusion, focusing her much more flirtatious attention on the man as she tells him of her connection to the Cirque De La Fumee. Grim had heard of the Circus by reputation in his travels but had not been lucky enough to witness their performances in person. If Liana's skills as a dancer were any indication then their fame was well earned indeed.

Grim was about to turn his attention back to the Hostess, still curious about Gebeta when he picked up the final comment made by the white haired Human, despite his dislike of wasting a good drink he was unable to stop himself spitting out his shot as another loud roaring belly laugh escaped him at the mans confusion of what "Snu-Snu" meant


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Dougal raised another eyebrow, this time at the OTHER Elf, the one that seems to be vying for the same job as himself and the growing crowd.
"Ah, I never said that I was either an Alchemist OR a swordsman. A True Alchemist would be able to Brew a Magical concoction, and despite my Surname being FastBLADE, like yourself, I prefer a crossbow...sometimes a dagger, and if I can spare the cost, a good flask of something that goes "Boom", although..."
He pauses, and a frown crosses his face.
"...the last time I did so, was bad day for me!"
His frown is joined by a look of suspicion, as he glances around at the table.
"Say, none of y'all know a brother-sister team by the name of Safira and Jerek, would you?"

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There was something... odd about the little gnomish fellow that choosing to auto fail a sense motive for story purposesgave him pause. It might have been the fact that he responded to Vyeggar's not-so-thinly-veiled threat with laughter, or the unusual way his eyes shifted color from emerald green to the blazing red of a blood moon. It was in fact neither of these.

"A drink? Hell, why not. Not much else to do here but gamble away a fortune I don't have. That, or get with one of these poxy whores - present company excluded, of course," he said with a wink at Liana, before turning back to the gnome. "Name's Vyeggar." He made no move to shake hands. Instead, he grabbed a nearby chair and spun it around to sit with splayed legs, his thick bulging arms resting on the seat back. He took a deep swallow of his stout and was about to finish the glass when another fellow showed up - a shifty looking human.

"I think we ALL like to live dangerously, my friend, otherwise none of us would even be here!" a voice full of confidence replied, though if Vyeggar wasn't mistaken contained only the merest trace of a quiver. He was just about to tell the meddlesome human to piss off, when the man continued his prattling. "Ah', rude of me to interrupt a thinly veiled threat like this...can I get you guys a drink?"

"Thinly veiled? I thought it was rather blatant, myself, but sure I'll drink your booze." He drained the rest of his mug of stout and was about to hurl the glass over his shoulder when it was snatched out of his hand by a deft- handed waitress carrying a tray of shot glasses and a bottle of amber liquid.

"My ladies, my gentlemen and my others, surely you can't be so temperamental when there's a table full of shots to drink?" she says, leaning across the table and putting her generous bosom on full display."I can tell you're all here for Tilly One-Eye. Must be about the chest. Well, I've worked here longer than she has, so here's a secret - she talks a mean game and throws a mean punch, but she's just a sweet old pussycat once you know her."

At this, Vyeggar looked up at his new drinking companions as though truly seeing them for the first time. Wait... these are the people who are helping haul the chest? They're the size of children! I don't know what this green feller is, but he's got a sly look to him.. And this human looks like a stiff breeze would bowl him over.

The half-orc started to get up, intent on finding this Tilly One-Eye and asking - no, demanding - what the hell kind of scam she was pulling hiring folk such as these to transport something as heavy and extravagant as her precious chest. We may as well carry signs saying "Rob us!"

The waitress was still talking, blathering some nonsense about how good the folk here were, before adding, "As for Tilly herself, she'll be down soon enough to talk to you. A businesswoman is never not busy, not in this city." His dark retort was silenced when she began to whisper sweet nothings in his ear. "Mmmm, I have a thing for well-dressed and green. Shouldn't you two be on the Gebeta boards?" She stroked his chin with one long thin finger that was done up with pink nail polish. "Win enough, you might even be able to afford an hour with me." Vyeggar looked at her face while his hand snaked around and cupped her ass. "I might just do that, sweet cheeks," he said with a wink, before giving her bottom a slap and sending her on her way.

He drained his shot - his third so far, not counting the two tallboys he'd put away - and assessed his table mates with eyes that were starting to get a bit red. Another feller with enough throwing stars to make a constellation sauntered over. Vyeggar cocked an eyebrow but said nothing more. He turned back to the little gnome feller who had drawn him over here in the first place.

"I sure hope you have some more tricks up your sleeve than making your eyes change color, little man, especially if I'm going to be working side by taller side with you." There was only the faintest trace of a slur in his words, the half-orc's notable constitution standing strong against the seven drinks he'd consumed in the last twenty minutes. "And you're not the only one who has tricks. Check this out, a gift from my sexy goddess." He took the shot glass and smacked it against the side of the table, leaving a jagged point. Holding his left hand splayed open, he thrust the point into his palm and let the blood drip onto the table. He then closed his fist and held it closed for a few seconds before opening it back up. The wound... DC 20 Will save to stop bleeding, I have a -1 wis mod, so this won't work for a bit. Still funny though.was still bleeding He stared at the wound dumbly. "Huh. It absolutely does not.That usually works. Ah, well. Point is, none of you look like you could even lift that chest. Maybe that milk-drinker over there," he said, gesturing to the stout looking dwarf he'd passed near the boxing ring. He reached out and grabbed a section of tablecloth which he ripped a thin strip out of for a crude bandage. His fists clenched in impatient anger.

"Damn it to hell, where is that woman?"

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Dougal was certain that if the wind changed, his eyebrow would be stuck in a raised position, after witnessing the various goings-on at this table!
Well if the job is tailor fit for a group of disposable madmen/women, then these are the most qualified people in the City. I do not discount myself from this, unfortunately! He thought, morosely. Then: Oh, for Sophi's sake! Just what is that crazy Half-orc doing now? Self-harm! He's just got to try and hurt SOMEONE, doesn't he?
The big fellow, was complaining that something normally "worked"!
Argh! There's way too much blood flowing in this place! Urgh, it's going to get everywhere!
"Let me put a fresh rag on that!" He says, trying to
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"Ah! Maybe not, then."

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Vaerdis & TarbinThe male attendant is about to call out to the dwarf drinking milk, when there's suddenly a clatter! A ruffle! Even the referee's eye is drawn as a halfling spins and tumbles head over heel multiple times. He immediately leaps up, and tries to dive out of the ring, only to get himself stuck on the ropes. He still tries to be as intimidating as possible, shaking fists and screaming curses.

The referee leans towards Kara and talks out of the side of his closed lips. "I'll need to make him look good," he murmurs, before glaring at Tarbin. "How dare you sir! I cannot, and will not, have a man fight a woman! He would kill her!"

"I'll kill this man over here in a minute!" the halfling slurs, boot still tangled up in the ropes.

"And a killer to boot! Sir, have you no shame!" the referee howls, much to the jeering of the crowd. Some of the crowd start to turn on Tarbin in turn. Suddenly there's shoves on him.

"Yeah, you yokel, what are you playing at?!"

"Got a problem with broads?!"

"Why don't you get in the ring, you bloody coward!"

He does hear at least one call of support. A slurred, bloody cry of, "Ki-kick his ass, Straw-man!" The halfling at the table tries. The gnome, meanwhile, just has her head in her hands. Clearly, this is not the first time something along these lines has happened to her.

The referee, meanwhile, is once again whispering in Kara's ear. "Challenge the little drunk, we'll sort out the knuckledusters if you really need 'em. I'll convince him how good an idea it is."


Grim, Liana, Damien, Vyeggar, Dougal & FinrodAs the elven woman carresses chins (and Vyegger has a go of carressing her himself, which she surprisingly doesn't object to), she blinks slowly at Liana. Tradesperson to another, the trade of flesh and fun. She leaves Damien be for a moment and uses her entire hand to cup Liana's chin, purring contently as she does. "Tilly definitely knows how to pick them. Unless, of course, you've come on your own terms..."

But the elven woman's focus snaps to Dougal as the inquiry about medicine comes up. "Sweet of you to ask. But no, it's magical. And far outside your price range." It's only for a brief moment, as Damien begins to interrogate her lightly. She smiles back to him. "Sandraminae is my name. As for my story, it is long and not as happy as my present. But it got a lot happier once Tilly One-Eye took over this place - she took over from a brutish idiot named Carsola when she was twenty-odd. Let's just say that he had to keep his staff in line with a closed fist. Tilly earns loyalty."

She then rolls her shoulders a little, idly letting the conversation play out as it shifted away from Tilly, and more around the group themselves. What work they could do. How they could provide for Tilly. And she listens intently - it's pretty obvious that she's making quiet little assessments. Doing the work that Tilly doesn't have to, or doesn't have time for. She hums with curiosity at Dougal's story. She mouths "So the Cirque's back in town," to herself. Her eyes widen a little at Finrod's words. She makes a quiet note of the way people around the table seem intimidated by Grim. She stifles a giggle at Vyegger, and says, "You know, my father would've been belly-aching all day if he did that himself."

The only break in her composure is when Vyegger demands his audience with Tilly. There's just a very cold flicker in her glance, but then it warms up again. "She's very busy. Don't worry, she has eyes everywhere. She'll be trying to cut her business short to see all of you. Now, there's been a lot of questions about me and my boss, but not a lot of fun." She cocks her head towards one of the closer game tables, and flashes a grin towards everyone on the table in turn. "How about we change that?"

She sets away, sauntering over to a particular table and making sure to emphasise the sway of her curvy hips as she does. She only stops when she reaches a table with a long board on it. It has ten large holes in rows of five, and four markers in the shape of beetles on it. One of silver, one of gold, one of jade, and one that is pure black. She passes the black one to the handsome attendant of the table, who gives a knowing grin.

"It is a game of both skill and luck," she explains, casually throwing each of the beetles into the holes, all across the board, without looking. "Throw your beetle into a hole, without looking. When all four of the beetles are on the board, one of the holes will turn red, and they will race towards that hole. The first one there wins. Obviously, the closer you are to the middle, the more likely the red hole with appear there."

She lifts the silver beetle, which is barely the size of a thumbnail. "This little fellow is more likely to land in the whole you want, though he is the closest." She then lifted up the jade beetle, which is the length of her finger. "While this one is more likely to bounce in a bad starting position, but he's also the quickest. So... care to play? First go is on me, gentleman, ladies, others. And remember, in a casino, nothing attracts the ladies more than luck."


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Leaving Vyeggar to bleed out over the table, Dougal let's his attention dart over to this new game of chance, and possibly skill. His eyes light up at the options.
"I'll play, and I pick...Gold of course!"
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Grim chuckles and approaches the table, watching as Dougal picks up and plays the Gold beetle, leaving just the Silver and Jade available. Picking them both up, Grim offers the Jade Beetle to Damien "its almost a sign my friend, Jade for you and this littlest guy here for a man of my stature"

With a smile at Sandraminae, Grim
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flicks the tiny silver bettle across the board, with his Prestidigitation Aura still active he is tempted to manipulate the arc of the beetle as it flies through the air to the board but he has a feeling the Elven Woman will be watching him very closely for such things, she doesn't seem the type to miss much "I suppose we should have asked what the odds are on this game before we committed to it shouldn't we"


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Tarbin met the referee’s glare with a rather calm look of his own before slightly shrugging his shoulders. ”I do beg your pardon good sir but in my honest opinion it being what it is I believe that a woman is just as capable at knowing how to fight as any man…” Tarbin replied as he absentmindedly rubbed at a point on his side as he recalled one or two times he had suffered an injury dealt by a female opponent.

”But to be fair I asked if you had a suitable opponent for the little terrier, both these young ladies look as though they could take him apart before he even landed a single hit…” Tarbin explained as he nodded towards Kara and Hoya with an obvious look of respect. ”So I quite agree with you it would not be a fair fight… though not for the reasons you have stated…” Tarbin countered. ”I’m not much of a betting man but I know where my money would be if he faced either of these ladies…” The large man added with confidence as he pretty much ignored the Halfling who by now seemed to be almost frothing at the mouth.

As the crowd started to grow animated and the first shove was sent Tarbin’s way the simple farmer hardly moved an inch as he was pushed. Instead he slowly turned around and looked straight in to culprit’s eyes before reaching up and placing the straw hat back on to his head.

”I would advice against that friend…” Tarbin declared in an all to calm voice before straightening his back and standing to his full height for the first time as he looked across the crowd.

”I have been called many things but I do not believe I am a coward…” Tarbin eventually replied slowly to the shout from the crowd. ”I would ofcourse gladly accept your challenge once the terrier has had his fight…” Tarbin called back as he singled out the man who had called him a coward.



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Just while Kara was resigning herself to becoming a part-time brawler by a very insistent referee, opportunity comes knocking in the form of a halfling tossed into the ring. Kara looks at the referee simply whispering, "Why not let the two of them brawl?" Certainly either of them would be a better opponent than a fully armored dwarf.

"I do beg your pardon good sir but in my honest opinion it being what it is I believe that a woman is just as capable at knowing how to fight as any man…"

'Why are you saying such a thing. I don't want to be up here for another fight...or a couple, quit talking me up.' If she knew this, human, or was telepathic it would be easier to explain the bind her situation is. Kara leaned up against the ropes as the man continued to talk.

Kara then clears her throat, "Then take the ring, don't let him be a coward or call you one if that is your wish." She says, before swinging her legs over the ropes and hopping down to the ground level, her skirts fluttering. She looks back to the referee, "If they want to put on a free show for you, who are you to argue?"
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Liana spotted Trista, the elven musician who had led the burlesque troop earlier, standing by the casino edge.

Since the mercenary applicants were briefly occupied with games of chance, Liana made her way over. She had no interest in games of pure luck; they were for marks. The house always won in the long run. Were it a game of skill, well … then maybe.

Approaching Trista, the elven woman said, "You impudent little <blank>, what gave you the nerves of steel to jump on my stage?" But Liana could see from a kind of smirk the elf wore that she was amused behind her mock anger.

"Madame Trista, my time in the Cirque taught me that every shot you don’t take, you miss. And, I think you see, I only complemented your team. Helped show them at their best. Even if one was, well, pretty raw."

"He is at that. The Cirque, eh? I have to admit, you did add to the evening, and maybe to the take," (coins chinked as she patted her beltpouch) "but I have to ask why? What shot were you taking? Given your … allegiance, you aren’t looking for a job with us. You aren't here to steal away my people to become traveling performers?"

"No, I'm not her to join or recruit your dancers. But maybe you can help us, or we can help you?" Liana gestured subtly toward a prostitute haggling with a customer. "I was born and raised in the business. I’m a devotee of Erotes, and the hundred-and-eleven." She lowered her voice, and drew the elf into a more private corridor where she could speak in a whisper.

After a few moments, Liana returned to the main floor, stood on a chair for better vantage, and began to scan the crowd.

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Rashirr was pretty sure this was the right place. He’d never seen a mermaid, but they looked like those funny fish people in the carvings, right? They didn’t seem dead, though. That was confusing. If the place was called the Dead Mermaid, shouldn’t the mermaids be dead?

He went inside, and an elf lady greeted him, very friendly. In all his years as a gladiator, she was hardly the first woman that had been that kind of friendly towards him, but he wasn’t here to be…friendly. He told her he was here for a job, and when she said he’d have to wait, he just nodded and walked off. He wanted to ask why the mermaids weren’t dead, but she seemed busy.

He wandered over towards the bar just as a fight started between a human woman and a catwoman. That was interesting; he didn’t see many of his own kind in the city. She seemed like a pretty good fighter, but all strength, not very quick. The human was definitely faster; all she’d have to do is keep moving and the cat would have a hard time hitting her. He heard a dwarf at the bar call out the same advice, and moved over in that direction in time to hear him talk to the bartender about guarding a box.

Sitting down on the stool next to the dwarf, he turned towards him. "I heard you say something about the box. Are you here to guard it, too? They told me I could come here and get paid to guard a box."
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