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>"Pardon, Lord Shup! It's Scurvy, again."
>"Excuse me, Fen, I must handle this. To what do I owe your presence this time, Scurvy? You may speak freely here."
>"I want to know where Dereego is. In return, you get the scoop on Lord Ipoli's 'mining misunderstanding'. Oh and if I don't get out of here alive, a dropoff of one Lord Shup's 'swampland sorrows' is going to happen, if you get the drift.
>"Dereego? Fen, does this have anything to do with you?"
>"Oh, Fen, you're here I mean you're here. That's convenient!"
"Er, yes, she's with me."
>"What a crowd you associate with. In any case, I do not know where Dereego is." Shup says.
>"Fen is he telling the truth?"
"I think so, yes."
>"If so, then he's at the Feather Crags. I have it on good authority he had an old hideaway there, and he was either here or there."
"Um, Shup, you didn't know about that...?"
>"Dereego tells no one everything. It is desirable to know where Scurvy got this information, but I have had ill luck identifying her web of contacts."
"Where are the Feather Crags?"
>"Just north of town Fen." Cheese says. "Anyone could make it there and back by tomorrow if they hurried. I have the map to his hideout."
>"If you go, boy, then I would suggest bringing Lily and Cheelop with you. Having the individuals present would help him spill the beans far greater than just a complete stranger he's likely never seen."
It's that, or focus on tomorrow's fight. It sounds like my chances of living in the far future are as good as a fly in a frog hut.
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