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*Aurora looks at the group and then follows Argus out the door.*

"Apparently the wit in this room is not as sharp as the tongues..." the teenager takes a deep breath. "Too much offense and not enough focus. And people wonder why youth has trouble respecting age."

Follows Argus outside.

"that was the Banker for all of Caladonia, angering him is bad." Abaddon says, his eyes vacant.

"Yes, if You'll come with me, I'll show you to the tower."

Vaun thrned to Esmerelda, having at least the grace to look a little sheepish. "Forgive me. My... ego seemes to have gotten the better of me. I would go appoligize," and she seemed to choke on the word, "if I thought it would do any good."

"I'll go see.."

Esmerelda hurries out the door and tries to catch Argus. over her shoulder she calls

"Abbadon, don't let too many people into the tower, we don't want to mess up any evidence that was left behind!"

"I'm certain that this theft and the last one are tied together. The first moon of Far Reach, a magical key was stolen form these grounds. Who ever has that key, MUST have taken the bell. "

*Korrigan looks on, completely stupified.*

"Let me get this straight... while we were gone someone made off with the huge magic bell that was our primary protection from that Corbyn asshole and a big deal to the dwarves?"

*Stalking behind the bar, Korrigan pours a shot, slams it, and continues.*

"So what the hell did we gain from all this? Somebody tell me we learned some vital shit about the Cataclysm and Stryder for our trouble, because if not, we've been right and proper fucked. We lost the bell, and by doing so also lost the favor of the Caledonians we were helping and pissed off the dwarves? Is that what I'm hearing? Seriously? This is some bullshit!"

*Taking the bottle with him, Korrigan stomps off after the group.*