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"I think they'd of had better proof about a Savant Lord decided to make his home in that bloody cliffside mansion." Another woman responded to the first one as well as the man. "They're probably just sore over losing their camp to some greenskins and blamed a Savant."
"Well, we have some information on that, don't we?" Said the woman that you'd heard speak first.
"If you believe bandit tall-tales." Again the third voice responded.
"I don't know, they seemed pretty sincere..." Said the man.
"Even if they are, do you think Forthwythe would give a shit?" She said.
"Hey." Said the first woman, now wide eyed and looking around. "Do you want to get into trouble with our contractor, cuz?" So they were part of Forthwythe's group.
"Well it's true." She said. "And 'sides, that old geezer ain't our boss. He can suck my Master's cock for all I care."
"Don't involve me in this." The man responded. "Besides, Forthwythe does seem to have noticed something. At least enough to make a weapons order." He stops beneath an airship. "Anyway, we're here. Let's see if that gang did their job." The man took out three recall potions and gave it to them, and they disappeared in a small blip of light.
"Do any of you know these people?" You asked your two wives.
"I knew almost everyone back at Forthwythe's castle." Gerty's disembodied voice said as she slowly became visible again. "And I don't remember these people."
"They sounded like mercenaries, but looked like Westphalian guards..." Mel said.
>You and Mel, the most detailed and perceptive of you, would continue to look around and try to find more clues about these mercenaries.
>Have yourself and Ayane take a closer look at the Westphalian products. There were some interesting weapons there...
>Go back to the Merchant's Guild and see if you can find Forthwythe's paper trail.
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