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"The Lector used to hunt down heretics?" he said with a frown. "That's surprising. I thought he was nothing but a politician, like Esmer."
One of the men around the table nodded.
"Nah, fire an' brimstone, he is. Made 'is name hunting out changelings in the forest villages near here, or so I heard. That was how the Altdorf bigwigs heard about him, how he fell in with them." He twitched his head towards the door. "'s why the Church sent him here, after the old temple went up in flames. 's why the Baron let him form the Hounds. A man of action."
Another snorted. "Some joke that turned out to be." The others looked circumspectly at their friend, perhaps not wanting to be too openly associated with his acerbic comments.
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"First drink's on me, if anyone wants something." He shuffled his deck of cards. "Name's Kurt, by the way. You up for a game of Five Knives? Low stakes, of course."
"If you're buyin', I'll have what you're havin'," said one of them. The others chorused their agreement, suddenly far more enthused about their new acquaintance.
The suggestion of cards seemed to go down well, all five of the men seated around the table joining Pieter's proposed game.
OOC: Ale is two pennies a stein. If you want to start a gambling game, it's up to you to choose the stakes.