WHO: Bastien + Various WHAT: Business outside of Kirkwall WHEN: Mostly August WHERE: Hasmal, Antiva, Cumberland NOTES: If something isn't clear enough or we need to hash anything out OOC, hit me up.
Mado's face is alight with triumph when he spies Bastien on the other side, but his brow immediately knits in a more sympathetic smile as he slips out of the way and allows him through.
"Any bird who walks on the ground shouldn't be trusted anyway, I'd think," he cheerfully opines.
He crouches to pull a stack of inserts from the bag, then another. The gazettes are stacked neatly on wooden pallets on the floor. They have at least five hours. This shouldn't be a problem.
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"Any bird who walks on the ground shouldn't be trusted anyway, I'd think," he cheerfully opines.
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He crouches to pull a stack of inserts from the bag, then another. The gazettes are stacked neatly on wooden pallets on the floor. They have at least five hours. This shouldn't be a problem.