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Post by Catriona on Aug 22, 2006 17:13:58 GMT -5
The man looks very shaken, and very surprised at being helped up. There is nothing remarkable about him at all, except that he smells heavily of alcohol and smoke, though he does not appear drunk in the slightest.
".. thanks." he mutters miserably. "They're burning down the bar!" he then howls.
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Post by Jakobim on Aug 22, 2006 17:15:08 GMT -5
Jakobim looks around-- the smell of the man certainly seems to validate his statement.
"Where?"
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Post by Catriona on Aug 22, 2006 17:38:14 GMT -5
The man points back the direction he came from.
"It's the Haze."
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Post by Jakobim on Aug 22, 2006 17:40:45 GMT -5
"And who's burning it?"
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Post by Catriona on Aug 22, 2006 17:49:26 GMT -5
"I don't know!" the man shouts indignantly.
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Post by Jakobim on Aug 22, 2006 17:53:18 GMT -5
Jakobim hesitates.
"Er... yeah."
He runs off in the indicated direction.
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Post by Catriona on Aug 22, 2006 17:57:06 GMT -5
Jakobim runs down the square and into a slightly broader street. He very quickly happens upon the popular club known as The Haze. A number of people are standing outside it: a woman with short white hair, five guardsman, and a man, just walking out, with flaming red hair and a woman in a tablecloth over his shoulder.
[Jakobim to Forces of Chaos 6]
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