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Darren slumbers downstairs and squeeshes his way though the crowd of the Mariner, he walks up to Tyrsis and asks him if he can provide the ale for the upcoming festivities at the Sunderers Gate.
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Fret and fear, for Europe is near.
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GBX: I'm a level 20 programmer for sure in real life. I know more about CPU's, software, Windows, etc, than most people know about their own children.
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Tyrsis agrees to selling discounted booze in bulk. -
Corwin snorts faintly hearing there's still no hint of Evermead being available at the Mariner.
"Pity, I'd put forth 500 coins for the effort of securing semi regular shipments from the fair Isle of genuine Evermead... and the stuff would sell for a pretty sum. A nice chance for you to turn a good profit... truly a pity..."PC - Corwin Eska'las (Sun Elf pursuing the dream of becoming a Bladesinger)
Alt PC - Brevin Smoothands (meticulously groomed half orc bard swashbuckler... sort of... sings great, less fighting)
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Darren heartily thanks Tyrsis for the booze.Fret and fear, for Europe is near.
Desmonia Flashir
GBX: I'm a level 20 programmer for sure in real life. I know more about CPU's, software, Windows, etc, than most people know about their own children.
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