Customer! Thaddeus, stand straight. Places everyone. Welcome to The Black Emporium . It's so rare to have company. Well, living company, at any rate. Some Dane fellow asked, "Why make a shop so hard to find?" I mean, really! He just has no concept. Few people are worthy of an invitation, you know. They search the sewers for the emporium and accost poor urchin. And I tell urchin to say, 'No! You are not worthy. Starve in the sewers!' Except urchin never speaks. The Templars sometimes come here, you know. The blood stains take just weeks to clean up. Poor Thaddeus. We had a visitor the other day. Turned out to be a Venatori! We fed him to the monster under the floorboards. He made a delightful crunching noise. Are they all like that?
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