OOC< all right, I'll take care of that. IC>>
TYREE (Just as he is about to leave, a messenger arrives and thrusts a scroll into his hand. He reads it) "Hmm, it looks as if my father died. Poor old sod, he wasn't such a bad stick, even if he couldn't stand me. But, by the rules of the Waterdeep nobility, I can now style myself 'Lord Tyree.' Not bad." (To Sefa and Ilsha)"All right, let us go." (They ride off)
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