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[i]Jeez, that face-mask is so bloody cool.[/i]

"A monster hunter, huh? Sweet," Zell commented, impressed.  As they walked through the Bazaar, on their way to the Mended Drum, Zell gave glances around at the market stalls and gave the occasional nod or 'Hi' to a passer-by.  "We could've done with your expertise in the Hillocks.  Glad to have you aboard, pal."  On the subject of this High Septum's appraisal of their party;  "I definitely feel like someone or something brought us to this world.  And whatever the reason - it's important."  He gave a one-sided grin to the vampire.  "Just a feeling though.  I tend not to think too much."

As they neared the inn, Zell saw a familiar face.  "Alright Will, my mate."

"Zell," Will greeted as he slowed to a halt in the street.  Will was one of the group of friends that Zell was drinking with the previous night.  "You drinking in The Drum tonight?"

"Core-blimey, you've got no quit in you," Zell laughed.  "I dunno, I might have to give it a miss. I was a right state, this morning, you shoulda seen me."

"Haha, I didn't take you for a lightweight!" Will slapped the Englishman on the arm and laughed heartily.  "Youth is wasted on the young."

"Give me a break, mate. I might come over to your table for one."

"Just one? That's how it always starts!"

Zell saluted as Will went off down the street, watched him for a moment, then turned to Barracker.  "Christ, you can swap universes and the big drinkers are still all the bloody same.  Ha!"  He nodded pointedly down the street where they were heading. "Come on."

Outside the The Mended Drum, they came across James who was heading out the opposite way.  "Hey James," he greeted, then pointed a thumb at Barracker.  "Look who I bumped into whilst taking a walk in the park."  The swordsman came to a stop next to James.  "You off out?  Cleric business or something?"