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"What did the aedile refer me to?"treant thought walking into the bar. Upon seeing the shere actions of the patrons around treant was .....skeptical of this "source"
Treant laughed as the red haired crazed man was splashed in ale. If treant didnt need his help he would have thrown something else with the other patroons. Treant had learned the enjoyment of others misery.
"Roussaeau?" Treant asked trying not to smirk at the madman. If treant didnt know any better he would have thought he might be a gadgeteer with his flamboyant colors. Howver gadgeteers would never wear a robe!
"Are you Roussaeau,?"treant asked knowing he was the one. "The aedile sent me to you for information, she said you would be able to help me, but from the looks of it I think you might need my help?"treant chuckled
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