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[color=00a651][u][h2]Valgo[/h2][/u][/COLOR][hr][COLOR=#C0C0C0]Tavern[/COLOR]
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Once again the barbarian was slow to reply, his sharp eyes remained trained on Desmond but his focus was seemingly elsewhere. There was a slight shake to his head as if he was disagreeing with something unsaid. 
[color=00a651]"Aye."[/color] He suddenly reply on a deep breath. A presence in his eyes once again. 
[color=00a651]"Some 'blight born'-."[/color] he mimicked the way Desmond said it as he looked down at the plate. [color=00a651]"well they can eat food just like you 'en' I."[/color] 

Looking over his shoulder his gaze flittered across some of the obviously blighted patrons. [color=00a651]"It won't... it won't."[/color] He look back to Desmond with a puzzle look on his face, fingers twirling in the air as he flicks through words in his mind.
[color=00a651]"Keep them going and alive."[/color] he eventually blurt out, opting to use a sentence in place of a word he didn't know. 

[color=00a651]"Not all need food either."[/color] He says knowingly, dropping his knotted muscular arms on the table as he gets comfortable and ready to school his new business acquaintance.
[color=00a651]"Sure some eat blood or flesh. Others, they'll drink your 'veska' soul. And...."[/color] He raises an eyebrow and gives a little grin. [color=00a651]"You find a hungry hakdeesha, well, then you a lucky man."[/color] He chuckles softly to himself before pushing off the table and coming to stand to the sound of his chair grinding across the floor.

With a soft genuine grin he looks down and says.
[color=00a651]"Good to meet you. I will see you again soon. Yes?"[/color]