Kythorn 3, 1361 DR
When I arrived in ›Cesterfield‹, I booked a room at ›The Guardsman‹ and threw the bag I had wrapped this disgusting Minion in into a corner. The last days he hardly said a word. All attempts to get the location of Tarlyn out of him failed. This little beast is tougher than it looks. The only thing I got out of him so far were immoral offers that were more than freezing cold. […]
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