He nods, then narrows his eyes. Quickly looking around, the stranger shuffles his stool closer to your own.

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You notice that ...

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"You look a little lost is all. People gotta be weary these days, what with the king's constant taxes, marauding soldiers wandering the country and talk of spies, witches and demons"

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His face brightens a little.

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"What brings you to our little demesne? Passing through or will you be looking to stay a little longer?"