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===Backstory===
===Backstory===
Reg Margin was an inhabitant of the peasant fields beyond {{sal}} is a local thief — none too smart — and makes a living poaching game from the royal hunting grounds. One day, when checking his traps, he stumbles upon Vlad, a strange and alien looking creature camping out in the Bretton Woods and is roasting a hare he has taken from Reg’s trap. Reg snatches the trickster and is about to do him great injury but Vlad, a quick thinker, offers Reg some of his haul and, which he credulously takes, only to be caught red-handed by the King’s Guard, on a routine audit patrol, of the King's hunting grounds. Vlad leaps to Reg’s defence explaining to the King’s guard that far from Reg having stolen the game, he had in fact just dispossessed thieves of it and was returning to the King. When pressed, Vlad explains it was a nasty-looking Romanian thief.  
Reg Margin was an inhabitant of the salted peasant fields beyond {{sal}} and behind Bretton Woods. Being marshy badlands, nothing much grows there and, like many of the local peasantry, Reg supplemented his meagre scratchings poaching game from the royal hunting grounds in the dark woods of Bretton.
 
One day, when checking his traps, he stumbles upon, a dirty, emaciated and strange alien looking creature feasting roasting a some stocks he has taken from one of Reg’s shorting gins.  
 
Reg snatched the figure by the scruff of the neck and was about to do him in when the figure started babbling in a foreign tongue, apparently pleading for mercy.
 
What did you say? Asks the great, clotlike giant.
 
The figure’s eyes widen and he says, with great reverence and in flawless high {{sal}}se,
 
But you are of the {{sal}}! One of the great [[lanchmani]], the legendary traders of the Northern lands! I am so greatly honoured to have been caught by so great a man! As is Lanchmani protocol I [[Give up|give myself up]] to thee! I humbly [[novate]] myself to you!
 
Of course Reg isn’t of the [[Lanchmani]] at all, but is one of the indentured peasants who are blessed if they are offered clear the royal sewage, but he allows the figure’s misapprehension to go uncorrected.
 
great injury but Vlad, a quick thinker, offers Reg some of his haul and, which he credulously takes, only to be caught red-handed by the King’s Guard, on a routine audit patrol, of the King's hunting grounds. Vlad leaps to Reg’s defence explaining to the King’s guard that far from Reg having stolen the game, he had in fact just dispossessed thieves of it and was returning to the King. When pressed, Vlad explains it was a nasty-looking Romanian thief.  


“Well, who are you, then?”
“Well, who are you, then?”

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