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Truthfully, your former ties with Cheliax made me rather wary of your organization, but seeing the severance of those ties (as well as the extensive collection you now have access to), I was willing to give your "Dark Archive" a chance. I have not been disappointed. I have already found several intriguing bits of lore, and I look forward to continuing my service to the Archive.
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and that Valsin fellow has been equal quiet... hmmmm... now what did I do with that picture from the chelish embassy...
Do you mean the fresco I scraped off the wall, the portrait I glued to the inside of my shield, or the various tools and items I liberated in the name of Love! I was renting haversacks and bags of holding by the time it was over...
Ummm forget I mentioned it. Yep nothing to see here.... I'm not giving them back.
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A rather timid-looking female Chelish human looks at the Halfling for a bit, seemingly very stressed, and is frantically attempting to figure out what she should do. She wears studded leather armor and has a pair of over-sized shaving razors at her side (Kukri). She timidly ventures her opinion.
"I . . .oh but I don't think . . . I . . . oh, I'll . . . Oh dear. I . . . yes but I? Oh dear. I . . . okay Mr. halfling, but don't you think, you should . . . Oh, but it isn't my place, but Mistress Zarta might be, just . . . I think . . . a bit cross. Don't hurt me."
