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Titles: Prime, Prime - Mundane - ed1c24

Hwicce let out a loud whistle of appreciation when the group entered the stables, his curious hazel eyes wandering around. [color=ed1c24]"We absolutely should have charged extra."[/color] He chuckled. With Elora and Freyic looking around the stables for clues, while Marcus was 'interviewing' Toma, the mercenary decided to take on a different approach.

First, he walked towards the stall with the missing occupant, his gaze hovering over Elora for a moment, giving the woman a nod. He then grabbed the rectangle that had been left behind after the removal of the nameplate, yanking it out of the wood. (Strength D) With the piece of metal in his hands, he tapped it against his palm ever so slightly, making his way not to one of the three workers of the stables. Rather, he approached Piero himself.

[color=ed1c24]"So, you said Big Dom liked me. Good, always good to make a good first impression, eh?"[/color] His hand moved, tapping the man's colorful tie with the rectangle. [color=ed1c24]"How about yourself? Must be pretty high on his opinion if he chose you to accompany us while the possibility of a traitor is still out there."[/color] Retreating, the man went back to tap the rectangle against his palm. [color=ed1c24]"What do you say, then? Is there any enemy... organization, group, or individual you can think of bold enough to try 'this'?"[/color]