6 months after the raid of Heffet, in the land of ?rlagateppi, in the Capital city of Stamen Fatorum. A man in a heavy, black hooded cloak, walks into a pub by the outer wall of the city, called the White Wall pub, as the man approached the bar, he called for the bartender. "Bartender."

  as he approached the strange man. "What can i get for you, sir?" The bartender spoke politely. "I'll take an ale, something cheap." The man spoke silently, but knew he was heard. "Alright." The bartender pulled out a tall wooden mug, but before he could could move to grab the spirits, the man stops him. "Smaller." He says in a flat voice, the bartender unquestioningly removes the tall mug and replaces it with a smaller one. "Will that do sir?" He once again asked the patron politely, the man gently nods, and the bartender walks towards the end of the bar, pausing for a moment. "I'm sorry sir, i should mention that i'll have to head to the back for the ale you want, will that be okay?" The man waited a moment as if pondering the bartenders question then asked. "You got anything cheap upfront?" For a moment they both remained silent, until. "BARTENDER! quit taking so long with that Fateless sap, and get me another beer." an older man, shouted from the opposite end of the bar, he had been there since before the man in the cloak arrived, and would still be there when he left. "Actually, i'm not that thirsty, i apologize for wasting your time." The man in the cloak spoke apologetically, before standing, giving a slight bow then leaving.

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