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Synopsis:
Idle conversation between guards who are positioned at the lobby checkpoint of the Counting House
7. : Mark the notice in the barracks, by the way. The anti-magic whatsit is banjaxed.devnotecb829c7c-b4c8-ab43-4eb6-a671f2773210_A, cb829c7c-b4c8-ab43-4eb6-a671f2773210_Bcb829c7c-b4c8-ab43-4eb6-a671f2773210_A = False, cb829c7c-b4c8-ab43-4eb6-a671f2773210_B = False
10. : Aye, I heard. Word is the Gondian guild has downed tools and gone walkabouts.
5. : Striking, I bet. Lazy gits. Wish I could go on strike.End
11. : Agh.devnotecb829c7c-b4c8-ab43-4eb6-a671f2773210_A, cb829c7c-b4c8-ab43-4eb6-a671f2773210_B = Falsecb829c7c-b4c8-ab43-4eb6-a671f2773210_B
6. : What's wrong with you now?
2. : Shoulder. Glitterbeard kept checking this one chest in the vault, over and over - nearly dropped a door on me. Mustn't have seen me.
8. : Or maybe he did.End
12. : Glitterbeard was in a mood just now.cb829c7c-b4c8-ab43-4eb6-a671f2773210_A = False, cb829c7c-b4c8-ab43-4eb6-a671f2773210_B = Falsecb829c7c-b4c8-ab43-4eb6-a671f2773210_A
0. : A mood? Mate, he was nervous.
4. : What for? The big bald fellow he was escorting?
3. : With the half-elf, aye. New clients, maybe? Either way, Glitterbeard was fit to fill his trousers.
9. : Heh. Just as well he's going down to special deposits.devnote
1. : All right. Calm down.devnoteEnd