Adhiranirr lets out a kind of pleased growl, somewhere between a purr and a chuckle.
"Well. In that case, Addhiranirr is very glad to see you, and very happy to tell a friend of my good friend Caius all about the Sixth House cult. And Addhiranirr knows nothing about the Nerevarine, but Addhiranirr is happy to tell you that, too, if it makes Caius happy."
Garyn nods, responding with a Ta'agra colloquialism that is not left wholly translated. Something about a kitten and honeyed milk. Adhiranirr seems to find it amusing.
"Well...anyway, the Sixth House is something Addhiranirr knows about, because it is about smuggling. Some smart smugglers are suddenly too busy for their old clients, because they have a new employer, the Sixth House, who pays VERY well. But what do they smuggle now? Addhiranirr doesn't know, because they are very secret. And this is odd, because these smugglers are always loud and bragging, and now they hush up like fat-bellied kitties full of sweet-meats."
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"Well. In that case, Addhiranirr is very glad to see you, and very happy to tell a friend of my good friend Caius all about the Sixth House cult. And Addhiranirr knows nothing about the Nerevarine, but Addhiranirr is happy to tell you that, too, if it makes Caius happy."
Garyn nods, responding with a Ta'agra colloquialism that is not left wholly translated. Something about a kitten and honeyed milk. Adhiranirr seems to find it amusing.
"Well...anyway, the Sixth House is something Addhiranirr knows about, because it is about smuggling. Some smart smugglers are suddenly too busy for their old clients, because they have a new employer, the Sixth House, who pays VERY well. But what do they smuggle now? Addhiranirr doesn't know, because they are very secret. And this is odd, because these smugglers are always loud and bragging, and now they hush up like fat-bellied kitties full of sweet-meats."