An attempt to converse with the Neverwinter Militia outside.
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- Jason while riding on his horse notices an officer standing to the side of the road, moving to ensure there is no trouble and believing it to be of Peltarch he approaches the man calmly, he falters a moment when he recognizes the insignia of Neverwinter on the uniform and his hand falls into his bag to a small doll he still carries, he speaks softly to the man *
Excuse me sir, I am Jason Selious, son of Ramus and Karen Selious of Neverwinter, my father was a Captain of the Neverwinter Militia some fifty years ago before he was cut down by the Netherese invasion. Might I ask sir what brings you to Peltarch and her gates? Is there any way I might be of service to you?
