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'''For the Love of Treasure'''
 
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By the bar stands a colorfully dressed minstrel with a lyre, singing a spirited ballad about a knight questing to slay a monstrous fish who swallowed his true love. The chorus goes, “O wicked fish! O slime-grown fish! O fish of foulest fame!...” Two muscular dwarves at the bar are locked motionless in an arm-wrestling match, their braided beards slowly soaking up spilled ale from the table. A small group gather around a table, cards in hand. The stacked silvers make clear that gambling is in progress. At a table by himself, a huge, muscled man, clad in a bearskin around his waist and covered in bright tattoos, studies the crowd, scowling. Standing on the bar, a diminutive man, six inches high, is on his hands and knees, puking his little guts out.
 
By the bar stands a colorfully dressed minstrel with a lyre, singing a spirited ballad about a knight questing to slay a monstrous fish who swallowed his true love. The chorus goes, “O wicked fish! O slime-grown fish! O fish of foulest fame!...” Two muscular dwarves at the bar are locked motionless in an arm-wrestling match, their braided beards slowly soaking up spilled ale from the table. A small group gather around a table, cards in hand. The stacked silvers make clear that gambling is in progress. At a table by himself, a huge, muscled man, clad in a bearskin around his waist and covered in bright tattoos, studies the crowd, scowling. Standing on the bar, a diminutive man, six inches high, is on his hands and knees, puking his little guts out.
 
 
'''Characters'''
 
 
[https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/For_the_Love_of_Treasure/Gregg Dannelley, Human Knight]
 
 
[https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/For_the_Love_of_Treasure/Ernald Ernald, Wood-Elf Scout]
 
 
[https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/For_the_Love_of_Treasure/Minou Minou, Catfolk Swashbuckler]
 
 
[https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/For_the_Love_of_Treasure/Ruiz Ruiz De Santiago, Catfolk Barbarian]
 
 
[https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/For_the_Love_of_Treasure/Ugog Ugog, Half-Ogre Knight]
 

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