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* Comes out to see what all the ruckus is about *
Lads, ye need not call fer me, though I know I am wanted most, one of the wenches will gladly serve ye thy ale or thy meat and potatoes.
* Some wench with a mannish voice calls for his presence and he runs off like a little boy being scolded by his mother. *