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She sighs.
"Very well, I w-"
A figure appears at the hall door, and stares at Lagertha in anger.
"Bloody hell, What is she doing here?"
Susan spins round, looking at the shade of the barman with surprise.
"John why...?"
Then she looks back at Lagertha with disgust.
"You cannot be serious."
The alley is dark, and leads into another street parallel with this one.
Drakador_Chaos
"There are, however I cannot tell you about most of them due to the fact they told me in confidence. However I can tell you that Old Mrs Winderly on north street has grown another arm, which she seems to be quite pleased about actually, she says that it helps with the washing and it doesn't have arthritis yet, also James Foresham has developed the ability to jump over buildings, and finally Mr Colvers the Butcher finds three pheasants sitting on his doorstep every morning."
He drains the chalice.
"Oh and finally, I would advise you to call on Dr Earhart, he lives on Shortcastle street, though he won't get back to town until the day after tomorrow."
LeftHandofGod
"Daent yae tut at me lassie, I'sn thae one wi' the key tae the gate."
The old man laughs and the hatch closes, she hears rattling sounds, then the door opens, the man beckoning her through.
"Ca'en in."
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The rain slackens off now, and has turned into a thick, damp fog that clings to the streets, obscuring anything more than 10 paces away...
