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The nasty-looking man glances up at your approach, and peers at you with his
one good eye. After a moment, he spits on the ground, gives you a nasty leer,
and whispers:

 "Would ye perhaps be lookin' for a bit o' nasty adventure, me hearty? If this
  be the case, perhaps we can come to some sort o' arrangement, as I fer sure
  have somethin' that would be profitable to ye." He takes a long swig and lets out a
  disgusting belch. "Or perhaps ye are already doing service and you need some help on your travels

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