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Carn:
shrugs

"i grew up drinking grog and mead"

George Mills:
"Fair enough, I grew up with the merchant guild, but i don't really identify with them...I grew up drinking whatever we didn't trade off..."

Carn:
"Old stereotype back home about the Guild, they'd sell they're own mother if the thought they could get enough of a profit.  Of course Angleans dont really have the most pleasant reputation either, as a people we heavily disagree with hereditary power, which has caused more then a few spats with the Baronies the Empire and even the Order a bit.  Combined with that we have few materials which has led to raiding being a popular career, and that some raider bring back thralls, which is a practice that i personally disagree with.  Put all that together on top of the fact we are usually mistrustful of outsiders and you get a reputation for being non to pleasant.  Thats why i'd have to escort you in to Kinforth, otherwise you'd have to pay a hefty fee and sit through a few weeks of red tape at the least." 

ShadedExalt:
*Shaded is still rooting around in [George]'s bag*

"I can definitely see some very interesting things... Would that be engine parts?  Ooh, and a revolver barrel..."

George Mills:
I really so appreciate you escorting me in there. Normally I can't even get into merchant territory due to my lack of a passport...

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