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“Hey?” Marcus gestures to the Ocelomeh. “See your master back to his quarters....”

The Wardog drops a large bag of silver on the counter and begins counting out the coin needed to pay for everything.

“I’ll see to it you get a good tip....” Marcus adds, before coughing for a moment, the drinks most likely affecting him.