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Loge approaches the table, a newly bought mug of ale in hand, the letter in the other. "The name's Loge. Loge Codicus," he says in between sips, tossing his letter down onto the table. "And Martin, I hardly think any of us qualify as grand. From my count we've got an overly compassionate paladin, an optimist, some gnome with a mace, and one yet unnamed lunatic. And me. Hardly the grandest of cabals." Loge's speech ends as he quaffs his ale in one large gulp and starts walking over to the bartender for a refill.
She sniffed at the remark, and glared at the newcomer. "Well please do not let me offend you with my compassion, I thought that it was a good quality. Rather then shooting first and speaking later."She looked him up and down skeptically,"And what do you bring to this party, if I may ask?"