[There's the creaking of an old wooden chair and a soft, almost pleased, sigh as the feed starts. There's a sort of silence for a moment, only broken by a few louder than normal exhales.]Rat and bird... things have been lurking around, there's an empty room in the Golden Flame that's collecting dust, there's been a break in and ransacking... and I
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I remember, Captain.
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You in?
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Spill.
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