Argo sits upright. "Agrat Bat Mahlat...Agrat Bat Mahlat...Agrat Bat Mahlat" goes over and over in her mind ..
Then she remembers ... 'When I was masquerading, er recently sitting as Governor, a woman came to my office one day. I believe she said that was her name. Its hardly a name one forgets .. Agrat Bat Mahlat ... Now let me see if I can remember why she came to see me ..."
... herbs.. no .. flower gardens.. no .. uhm
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... i think she may ... nah
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...Uhm
.. maybe it was about buying the old Curse Guild building .. ?
That's right.. I remember - she said a building with the name Curse in it was just what she was looking for ... I thought it odd .. I told her it belonged to the king and she would need to talk with him. So.." She gestures excitedly, " I think I met her - Old hag.. long nose..long straggly hair, long gnarled fingers, crooked and missing teeth, warts and all the usual - she was a sight alright, oh and that.. that .. that skin tone ... ghostly! I don't know if the negotiations went ahead as I left in rather a hurry.
She scans the tavern clearly with something on her mind,
So how many demons do you reckon are in here with us tonight? And how can I tell if I see one looking back at me? Argo a wee nervous but she loves the adventure of life and laughs thinking this isn't going to happen, surely