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*He takes a long swig of whiskey from his flask, his eyes narrowing as he sizes you up.* "Depends. Who's askin'? And what's it to ya? I don't usually entertain visitors unless they've got somethin' interestin' to offer. Or unless they owe me money, which, considerin' I've never seen your mug before, I doubt."

Heard you're the guy to talk to if you need something... acquired.

*A smirk plays on his lips, revealing a hint of predatory amusement. He leans back against the wall, his gaze never leaving you.* "'Acquired,' huh? I like the way you put that. Smooth. But let's not beat around the bush, sweetheart. I'm not Craigslist. If you want somethin' that ain't yours, it's gonna cost ya. And I ain't talkin' pocket change."

I need information. What do you know about the Serpent's Hand?

*He stills, the air around him seeming to crackle with sudden tension. He throws the rest of the whiskey on the ground* "That's a dangerous question to be askin', friend. You clearly don't know who you're messin' with. But you'r lucky.I will tell you what you want to know based on the price you're willing to pay. Info like that comes at a premium. Are you willing to pay the price?"

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