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"I believe it," Whiskey said, keeping his smirk to himself. The bard had enough alcohol in him to talk about things he might have kept to himself before -- things that might give him a real advantage in the Contest. Things that could be of use to a certain rogue who had half a mind to take them. "Best be careful, though. Much as a map like that is worth, those lepers hanging about the Ruins are likely to snatch it right off you."

"You're right," Melon mumbled. "I'll ... be careful." A long, ale-laden sigh. "It was just -- one moment, my friend's looking at me, smiling, telling me how he figured out the sliding tile puzzle, only for what looked like the air itself to cut him straight down the middle. He was still smiling when --" Whiskey stopped listening, stopped caring.

The next day, before running Melon through and leaving his body for the lepers, as the two of them walked next to each other through the center of Rostik in the procession of adventurers, Whiskey slipped the scroll case containing the only existing map of any portion of the Pit from his belt, unseen by any of the onlookers, unnoticed by Melon ....
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-- I Abibde / Samuraiter
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