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/Chatter chatter…/
Down on the first floor of the Mercenary Guild, many people chattered continuously, some were players, others were NPCs, but in this messy crowd, it became difficult to distinguish who was who.
Only by paying attention to what each of them wore would you be able to distinctively discern who they were.
"... And then what?!"
/GULP!/
In one such table, a very distinct group of people drank away to their hearts' content…
And it was important to point out that beverages were scarce in Resko, and that meant they were pricy commodities.
Only recently had they started to try and make mead and similar alcoholic products again as their living conditions continue to improve.
But even so, it would take several weeks for any of those to be ready…
