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		<title>imported&gt;ECHEAUX: Added template, corrected some formatting</title>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;{{townnpc&lt;br /&gt;
|town = Mist Harbor&lt;br /&gt;
|gender = male&lt;br /&gt;
|race =  &lt;br /&gt;
|alias = &lt;br /&gt;
|job = Fisherman&lt;br /&gt;
|shop =&lt;br /&gt;
|affiliation = }}&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Grimerson, a lanky and freckled fisherman,&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; runs the Pier One docks in the [[Western Harbor]] on the [[Isle of the Four Winds]]. &lt;br /&gt;
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One can rent a boat from Grimerson to pedal around the Harbor for 500 silvers by [[ASK (verb)|ASKing]] him about a boat.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Description==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;pre{{log2|margin-right=315px}}&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Standing barefoot upon the dock, fisherman is of average height and weight.  Plain of face, he has a smattering of freckles that dusts his cheeks and neck.  His hair falls in dagger-shorn lengths around his face, while a wide-brimmed hat of woven fronds rests upon his brow.  Rolled up to the knee, his pants are dusky brown and his shirt is an off-white hue, it too is rolled at the edges.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/pre&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Room Messaging==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;pre{{log2}}&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A passing fisherman calls down to Grimerson from further up the pier and he waves in response.&lt;br /&gt;
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A small child, looking much like a younger version of the freckled fisherman, runs up to the boat trader and provides him with a tall drink of lemonade.  Taking a deep drink, Grimerson thanks the child and sends him off on his way.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cleaning the interior of a nearby boat, Grimerson mumbles something about renters not cleaning up their fishing messes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Grimerson moves out from under the awning and briefly dangles his foot in the water.&lt;br /&gt;
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Grimerson moves to sit beneath the awning.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gulls land on the dock, but Grimerson quickly shoos them away.&lt;br /&gt;
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Several young women wander down the pier, their heads shielded by an umbrella.  Grimerson calls out to one of them, who waves with a timid smile, and then turns back to her friends.  An eruption of giggling trickles back on the wind as they move away.&lt;br /&gt;
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Squinting into the sky, Grimerson mumbles, &amp;quot;Might be ah bit o&amp;#039; storms near tha&amp;#039; southern end.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/pre&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Questions==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;gt;ask fisherman about harbor&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Squinting up at the sun, a lanky and freckled fisherman says to you, &amp;quot;This &amp;#039;ere Harbor &amp;#039;as ah twin on tha&amp;#039; otha&amp;#039; side o&amp;#039; tha&amp;#039; island, but she be blocked at tha&amp;#039; moment from tha&amp;#039; damage tha&amp;#039; them storms caused.  We only jist got ourselves all fixed up after &amp;#039;em.&amp;quot;  Gazing back towards the main body of the small seaside town, he says, &amp;quot;It be nah a bad place ta&amp;#039; live.  Clean air, nae any fear o&amp;#039; invaders.  Me family &amp;#039;as lived in worse.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;gt;ask fisherman about flimgrimy&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Tilting his head to the side, fisherman ponders you for a moment and then asks, &amp;quot;Who?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Blinking, he suddenly looks as though he&amp;#039;s been struck by lightning and grins sheepishly.  &amp;quot;Oh, me da!&amp;quot;  he exclaims.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Sorry...&amp;quot; he continues.  &amp;quot;Yer accent confused me.  Me da be a good  man.  &amp;#039;E owns ah shop jist down Seathrak way.  &amp;#039;E brought &amp;#039;us &amp;#039;er from &amp;#039;round tha&amp;#039; Landin&amp;#039; way several years back when thar were [[Krolvin]] raids.  This place be perfect fer ah fishin&amp;#039; family.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;gt;ask fisherman about name&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A lanky and freckled fisherman responds to the query by saying, &amp;quot;Me name be Grimerson.  Da’ owns the fishin’ shop.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;gt;ask fisherman about waterway&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Pondering for a moment, a lanky and freckled fisherman says to you,  &amp;quot;Well...  Tha&amp;#039; waterways &amp;#039;er ringed by mists an&amp;#039; Charl&amp;#039;s Teeth, they kinda prevent any&amp;#039;un from goin&amp;#039; deeper inta&amp;#039; tha ocean &amp;#039;er e&amp;#039;en leavin&amp;#039; these lands fer better, broader waters.  I guess, in ah way, it makes us nice an&amp;#039; protected from any kind o&amp;#039; mischief &amp;#039;er invadin&amp;#039; forces.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;&amp;gt;ask Grimerson about boat&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Grinning through his freckles, fisherman looks at you and says, &amp;quot;Ye kin rent a boat ta&amp;#039; take out on tha&amp;#039; waters fer 500 silvers.  Jist ask me agin if&amp;#039;n ye want ta&amp;#039; do that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pausing, he then says, &amp;quot;Mayhap ye should bring ah bit extra in case ye decide ta&amp;#039; git off somewhar.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/pre&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Mist Harbor]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Town NPCs]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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