You close a large gold-trimmed wagon. You nod. You strike a heroic pose. Tlor snickers. You bellow, "Hahaha!" Eulogia [General]: "Drats! Im locked out!" Eulogia [General]: "And I was getting money!" You say, "Let me open that for you." You rub your chin thoughtfully. You nod to Eulogia. You remove a diamond-edged black vaalin lockpick from in your shadowy grey cloak. Oengus just arrived. (Dhask picks the lock on the wagon.) You open a large gold-trimmed wagon. ***Minutes later*** A large wagon rolls off. A voice echoes, "Suckers!"
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