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"Dyerville?" Hiro manages to mumble while still stuffing his face with meat and bread after Sung Wo asks him about the village. "Ah yes, Dyerville..." Finally remembering the initial reason for his being drunk at the bar all day.

"Well... (Bite)... there's not much to say really (munch). Most of the people here don't know too much about life outside. I can tell you this though... its apparently surrounded by wasteland, so getting there will probably be troublesome (Gulp, Bite). And there's at least half a chance that we'll find some enormous melons while we're there (Hiro smirks). Oh and one last thing... (Hiro looks toward Gan and Naiz). I have it on the highest authority that, in Dyerville, man and animal can finally choose to confine themselves within the bonds of holy matrimony... if you're into that sort of thing... marriage... Hiro rolls his eyes and continues eating.

Information of all kinds spills from drunken Saishotown locals as ale and fortified wine spill over the edges of haphazardly raised glasses. Hiro revels, smiling, fully immersed in his element when suddenly he hears something he does not expect...

Chatter from the townsfolk turns from merriment to whispered gossip as word of a standoff between "newcomers" was presently unfolding in the streets of their normally uneventful town.

He looks momentarily toward Vashiro and notices a look of uneasiness on his face. Sounds like our new company is already landing themselves in hot water. If they die out there then this whole trip will have been for nothing, I better make it count.

With that, Hiro nudges the beautiful bar maiden off his lap and stands, his unoccupied hand firmly on the hilt of his dragon-etched blade. He raises his goblet hand and yells: "Attention people of Saishotown, for the next hour all drinks are on me!

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