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"Well met sons and daughters o' da night - a tanned man, his face filled with reddish tattos lets his chair lean in from the reclined position where it had stood. His rastas agitate wildly as if alive - "Mi am Willie da K" - he smiles with jagged teeth at those around him, throwing a handful of small objects onto the table, and staring at them wide eyed. They seem like... small rodent bones perhaps? Laughing out loud, he looks at all of them around the table again - "Dis ah gud mons, wi will mek som money!" - and nods - "Wen du we be leavin?" |