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Valthizar somehow managed to get ahold of a random apple, its whereabouts unknown, and takes a big chunk out of it, chewing loudly and talking with his mouth full. "One-Eye'shome big shhot from Ala Mihgo.... He, like most of their lot, came into this town looking for freelance work, and sold their swords to any cause that gott'im a wee bit o' gil." He managed to swallow what was in his mouth before continuing. "I'm sure yer' familiar with the tale of the invasion of Ala Mihgo, aye?... well anyway..." He takes another bite out of the apple. "He'sh a bit tougher than your average highlander.... and they're all pretty tough albeit, rarely do you ever run into one. He's been around for about since the fall of the old city... and slowly, he's climbed, killed, bribed, slaughtered, bought, stolen, his way to the very top of the food chain 'ere in Limsa. At first, you can expect, a good lot of the other syndicates and locals tried to resist 'im. Most don't nowadays simply because... well... he's killed most o' tha shit-stirrers that were about. Everyone else is scared... and there are those of us... who stay out of his shadow, by remaining in other shadows." He raised a brow about the 'friend' she mentioned. "Friend, eh?... sounds like a good enough lead ta' me... reasonable to think though, if this fella and One-Eye are both from Migho... likely it wasn't no random killin'... but uh... I may jus' be statin' the obvious 'ere."
He slaps the big rogaedyn on the shoulders with a grin. "But like ya' all've told me a'fore... best ta' leave the thinkin' bit to yuns."
He slaps the big rogaedyn on the shoulders with a grin. "But like ya' all've told me a'fore... best ta' leave the thinkin' bit to yuns."