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[madgoddess]

you call upon Quintessa, the Prime of Life "Whether you are a creation of mine or not, you are welcome here..." ( . audio | video | text | action . )

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[intelligenceofficer]

[She's right but that's besides the point.]

That information must have come from somewhere. I want to know how your got you hands on it.

[madgoddess]

Have you considered that it could have come from the dancers themselves?

Alternatively, you might speak with Maccadam. He has a more... colloquial way of explaining things, if that would assist you.

[intelligenceofficer]

I certainly didn't, and I would bet I'm not the only one.

I spoke with Maccadam. "Colloquial" is a very generous adjective for the nonsense he provided.

[madgoddess]

In this place, above nearly any other, it pays to have an open mind.

Is that right? Most find his demeanor charming, since he's cultivated it that way.

[intelligenceofficer]

[An "open mind" was exactly what he was concerned about, assuming they had access some sort of telepathic technology to scan memories.]

He may be charming, but his answer wasn't.

[madgoddess]

Our dear bartender, like many of his libations, is an acquired taste.

You seem surprisingly concerned about this... others were far more accepting. Is there something you wish to share?

[intelligenceofficer]

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