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"Gustavain," he replies with a little bow, "at your service. And I'm presuming you're Opal, though if there's another way you'd prefer to be referred to, now's the time," he takes a sip of his ale, doesn't savor it quite like Opal had, but definitely enjoys that first sip plenty.

"Which one of the hundreds of issues Gridania seems plagued with these days are you here to see about?"