[center] [h1] [color=silver] Ferrin? [/color] [/h1] [/center]

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     The man look back and forth between the guild masters. He grunted. "A full scale investigation will be underway." He said, still a little too loud for comfort. "Untill it is finished no one but the badly wounded leave this hotel." He stalked away and started giving orders to his subordinates. One of them, a slightly hansome blond haired and blue eyed man walked over to the pair. As he approached, he smiled apologetically. [color=silver]"Sorry about ol' Beet there. He hasn't been in the best of moods lately whith all the guilds here. To quote him 'These guilds are nothing but trouble. Everywhere they go they cause mayhem and massive piles of paperwork.'" [/color] He did a good imitation of the man's blustery tone, then chuckled, the sound full of merryment. He pulled out a pencil and pad, his expression serious. [color=silver]"Now, my name is Sergent Hawkins, and Captain Beetroot wants me to get your statments, so if I could have a private word with one of you at a time?"[/color] He said, formaly, making it into a question.