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Orfeo smiles slightly, saying, "Welcome to my inn, wanderer. For a modest 
price, you may rest upstairs, or have a warm meal. Ale and wine are available
if you so choose. For the musically inclined, I have a selection of fine
instruments for sale. By the way, there are bandits patrolling south of the
swamp, and packs of wild dogs to the north. The northern route is longer, but
easier. The gypsies across the road are friendly as long as they are 
respected. The old woman is a powerful seer, and causing her or her family
harm would incur her considerable wrath. Once a bandit tried to strike her,
but she laid a deadly wasting curse upon him. He didn't last the day."

With that, he waves a hand and sits back. For one with such an illustrious
background, he has oddly little to say. Perhaps he is a man of few words,
or he is trying to forget the past.

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