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Please beware an ancient lanky male halfling, whose name I do not know. This
person stole my bottle of grog, as well as my bandana - a special one - right
off my head. I tried to kill him, but I have not the discipline, and one time I
sensed a "divine presence" keeping me from attacking him. I am fearless as it
is possible for a non-kender to be, and determined to give this individual the
death he deserves. But I cannot, at present. If you wish to help rid the realms
of this piece of filth, I and so many others would be very grateful. I am
willing to help you, in return, with herbs or coin. Other arrangements might be
possible, per negotation in person or through the mail.
I last saw the thief at the Sparkle dock where the boat to Gont comes. Happy
hunting.