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"Yeah, boss... came in here lookin' for work...I know boss...I know, you ain't fond of us hirin' on them wanderer types, but that one, he had a mighty humble look about 'im, weren't wearing but hardly rags an' all. Besides, what with ol' Baldrick being out with that case o' filth fever, them dirty dishes been pilin' up mighty high. Told the man, I says to 'im "you get this kitchen cleaned up, and I'll see that ya get a good an' proper meal, plus a fistful of coppers for it"...'sides, boss, that's less than what ol' Baldrick be gettin' for it. An' lemme tell ya boss, that one didn't waste no time, neither...faster than a greased-up Quickling, he was...an' another thing... hey, boss, where ya off to?"

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"That's right. I'd barely sat down at the counter before he was there - slammed half a handful of coppers down and demanded that I sign him up to fight. I told him he'd have to wait a while. We had just opened the doors, and besides, you know how it usually takes a few rounds of ale before anyone...well, he unstrapped the bench from his back and went...yes, sir, a bench...no, no, it was his own...just an ordinary bench, as far as I could tell...sir, I'm not sure how that's relevant...no, he took a seat over there. Kept mostly to himself until the line started forming, then he wouldn't shut up. Started challenging damn near everyone who walked in the door. I was about to fetch the boys and have them toss him out, when one of the pit jacks finally took him up on the offer and threw down a few coins of his own. That's about the time when...sir, is everything alright?"

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"Yesh mishter Marsh - shorry, shtill a bit shwollen - he'sh been laying into the early arrivalsh pretty hard ever shinch the doorsh opened. Whole time he was carryin' on about "no kingsh, no mashtersh" or some shite, and keepsh yellin' hish own damn name!... there he goesh again, mishter Marsh, you hear him?! Who doesh that?! Anywaysh, me an' shome of the other boysh on break had about enough - an' we could shee it in the crowd too, weren't jusht ush - well, I thought I'd have a go. You know, show that wiry shite how itsh done, and jusht get him to move on...no, he shwitched thingsh up...never sheen anyshing like it...hesh sho much shtronger than he looksh! When he got me on the ground and...oh, shit mishter Marsh, look, itsh that bunch of adventurersh from the other night! You shink any one of them might-...mishter Marsh?"
 
- conversations overheard at The Palace, Bellis

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