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Warren[^warren] looks much as his companions remember, powerful and rotund as the day they parted. He opened a business a while back, crafting and trading in high-end cutlery, and has taken up residence within a nearby mid-sized town, to which customers are drawn from all over Faerûn by the fine workmanship of his forks, knives, and spoons. He carries several examples of that handiwork with him now, secured by loops and pouches all about his person. As the harengon talks, he reveals a few interesting details of his past, including that he was raised underground among the dwarves!
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Warren[^warren] looks much as his companions remember, powerful and rotund as the day they parted. He opened a business a while back, crafting and trading in high-end cutlery, and has taken up residence within a nearby mid-sized town, to which customers are drawn from all over Faerûn by the fine workmanship of his forks, knives, and spoons. He carries several examples of that handiwork with him now, secured by loops and pouches all about his person. As the harengon talks, he reveals a few interesting details of his past, including that he was raised underground among the dwarves!
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Eyes turn to Clementine[^clementine], who is dressed in the crisp uniform of an officer of the city guard, albeit altered to accommodate her equine anatomy. Clementine' rank is clear, but no insignia advertizes an allegiance to any house or party: a rare independence for a person of standing in Waterdeep. The discharge of her guardly duties has allowed the her to amass considerable knowledge of the city's criminal and/or political institutions, but even that intimate familiarity fails to yield clues about the situation. Like Warren, Clementine's person is largely unchanged by the intervening years, save for a new and conspicuously superior longbow at her back.
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Eyes turn to Clementine[^clementine], who is dressed in the crisp uniform of an officer of the city guard, altered to accommodate her equine anatomy. Clementine' rank is clear, but no insignia advertizes an allegiance to any house or party: a rare independence for a person of standing in Waterdeep. The discharge of her guardly duties has allowed her to amass considerable knowledge of the city's criminal and/or political institutions, but even that intimate familiarity fails to yield clues about the situation. Like Warren, Clementine's person is largely unchanged by the intervening years, save for a new and conspicuously superior longbow at her back.
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Constitutionally peaceful cleric Almuth Cheerio[^almuth] sits pensively, forgoing his vestments today in favor of well-worn leather armor. The servant of Eldath is prepared for the possibility that their forthcoming task involves inescapable violence--- he has arrived with steel in his heart; whatever the matter, he will do the will of his goddess without hesitation. His gaze radiates self assurance and wisdom of a new profundity.
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Constitutionally peaceful cleric Almuth Cheerio[^almuth] sits pensively, forgoing his vestments today in favor of well-worn leather armor. The servant of Eldath is prepared for the possibility that their forthcoming task involves inescapable violence--- he has arrived with steel in his heart; whatever the matter, he will do the will of his goddess without hesitation. His gaze radiates self assurance and wisdom of a new profundity.
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