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02-13-2003, 10:47 AM
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Ash of Orodruin
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: Thangorodrim
Posts: 777
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Kaldon looked around the room. No sign of any dwarves. Perhaps he has gone to bed
He opened a small parchment and looked over the description again: His name is Bali. He is a young dwarf, fairly tall for one; and has a long scar over one eye. He has short brown hair and a long beard, and also dresses in brown. You will also recognize him by his weapons: A curved, single-headed erebor axe, a smaller straight-head axe, and two hatchets. Kaldon then read the rest of the letter. Be wary. He is an excellent aim, and will gladly do battle with you in an open fight. Stick with the mattocks. Now where could that dwarf be... He noticed the sudden conflict between to two elves at a table near him. The bartender and an elven lady who she assumed to be the innkeeper stepped forward; the lady shattering their mugs with two elven knives. That one has excellent aim. I'd better not pull anything inside this inn. Smarter to wait until a better opportunity arrises. Had Kaldo looked closer, he would have noticed the dwarf sitting between the elf and a tall man. But he was already off again, searching; ever searching... [ February 13, 2003: Message edited by: Himaran ] [ February 13, 2003: Message edited by: Himaran ] |
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