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[guides_the_way]

Silk enters the bar with a blank sort of expression on his face, and his step doesn't hold quite as much bounce as it normally does. The notice on the bar doesn't help matters much, but he sighs and clears his tab anyway. His aspirations toward becoming the richest man on his world are well on their way to being fulfilled, after all.

Doesn't mean he has to like paying bills. He procures a tankard of ale anyway, and then goes to lounge by the fire.