Sadar

The guardsman follows the others, keeping back as they stand in the shop looking about, face twisted in distaste as he views the merchant's rich wares, a benefit from their slaving past. Watching the others he keeps a hand gently resting on the blade of his sword. He looks to the merchant and is equally blunt "we know of you slaving ways in your past. We seek information to help free a prisoner of one of the bands of jackals that still steal people in the desert."


Spoiler: Perception
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