Around St Loomis area, one might hear through the grapevine:
"In the wee hours of the morning, an ill-fated attempt at cooking a fish reduced that hunched foreign woman into a keeled-over lump vomiting on the floor... much to the dismay of any late-night Seaglass patrons. She managed to stumble her way up to her room with the help of two other foreigners. The words 'poison' and 'yew' were at least overheard. Fortunately, that artist foreigner moved quickly to boil charcoal and give the sludge to that woman! Hope she's okay..."
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