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[Isaac is reading over sea-maps, beer in mug in hand and feet propped up against one of the tables in the bar...but something is ever so slightly off. He's facing the door, and every now and then, he glances up from the papers, and lets his eyes sweep around the room, including the ceiling and below the table. It should be noted that his sword is in easy grabbing-distance. It might not be the best idea to sneak up on him. :)]
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