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[color=00a651]Ahhh yes, I'm Koru Elerren, traveller and a chronicler of sorts"[/color] The man bowed his head slightly out of respect, and the pair shook hands. [color=00a651]"Your question though has many answers and I'm sure it would differ depending on the individual in question. I for one am simply lost, as the trees in this area are quite vague with their directions"[/color]

Koru's attention briefly drifted to the front door. Hardwick glanced at the stranger sitting with them; her face impassive, but her gaze cold and probing. He felt a chill creep down his spine - he couldn't place it, but there was something [i]wrong[/i] about her...

[Color=00a651]"Well Mr. Hardwick,"[/color] Koru continued. [color=00a651]"I've told you my story on how I came to this place; I would see it only fair you sell me yours."[/color]

[color=0072bc]'Well...'[/color] Hardwick began slowly. He wracked his mind for the particulars, the events of the past few days were a whiskey-muddled blur - although, perhaps that was for the best. [color=0072bc]'... I was in a bit of a jam. I was poking around in the business of some real nasty characters, and they caught onto me. Their whole cul- [i]gang[/i], their whole gang cornered me in a town just southwest of Dunwich. I ran down an alley and found a door, and the door... Well... It led me here.'[/color] He paused, unsure whether he should continue. [color=0072bc]'To be honest, this [i]tavern[/i] is the safest place I've been in years.'[/color]