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[[url=https://roleplayerguild.com/rolls/22713]3[/url]] Most if not all the Sodden Sprites' clientele spit in your direction at worst a few crack their knuckles and kink their necks glaring bloody murder, but one rather short gentleman approaches you. 

A gnome with a rather large pair of spectacles and an equally large nose [color=fff200]"I got a bit of a job, need someone to help guard a wagon on it's way up north I'll pay decently."[/color] the gnome tells you [color=fff200]"I'll give yeh twenty-five gold now an the wagon driver will pay yeh the other twenty-five once the wagon is safe."[/color]