George Masters entered through the doors of The Drunken Junker. He'd recently been sent an invitation to attend the pub for business. He knew he'd be waiting for Arbiter James Treton, however George could not spot him amongst the patrons in the pub.
George proceeded towards the bar, he ordered a glass of water before sitting down at a nearby table. He took his data pad out of his pocket and began to slowly type away in isolation, patiently waiting for his host.
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