[Standing in the entranceway, leaning against one of the pillars, is a rather out-of-place woman. She's wearing an old
riding dress, for those around, and seems less than thrilled. By observing, she's figured out what the Seal's for, so there's that much.]Now, anyone listenin', what's an ace-high gal gotta do 'round here t' get some information? I
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...Come again, sugah?
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I said...
[A pause, probably a smirk in there somewhere in that tone.]
There isn't an exit. I've tried.
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Y'all must be pullin' my leg, right?
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A lot of people around here have information if you're willing to wait a bit to get it. But looking for a way out is going to be a waste of your time.
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[Niv has time, after all.]
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Abisselfa, this wouldn't be such bad news. But now you're saying the goldarn locals won't say a word t' it? Well, that's 'bout as crooked as a Virginia fence.
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