Divines bless the bottomless pockets of the Pellingares. On the take for four years with Master Pellingare's brats. Most of that time I merely brushed dunken [sic] [Do not change this to drunken. This misspelled word is how it appears in-game.] disturbances under the rug, or paid off a witness. Only had to bury one body. And through it all the gold kept rolling in. Enough to fund my little studies into necromancy.
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