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 Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 11:07 pm
Fury listen to the odd man's ramble, unsure as to how to help him. Don't worry good man, I will be sure to pass on to those I meet that you are seeking assistance." After saying this, he returns to his table, and cup of tea.
*True, no rules against advance knowledge. Your story thread looks great, by the way.*
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 11:13 pm
"Speak up if your going to say something..." He picks up the paper and folds it into a shurikan throwing it ridiculously close to the mans head. "Theres your paper back, try to ask more clearly next time." Taking another drink he tilts his head at the old man then focuses on his drink still not getting the buzz he had with the dwarven variety
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 11:20 pm
"Oh... yeah..." He smirked at how he had impressed those two ladies from the other evening, though he wasn't quite sure why he woke up alone upstairs. Perhaps he was honorable and let them go without even a kiss goodnight, more likely they weren't worthy of him, neither known combat nor a life beyond this shady town. "Stay out of my business, old man. Bad things happen to the cats who sate there curiosity."
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 4:16 pm
Taking a seat, he kept a wary eye on the odd individuals here. Standing he made his way to the bar and poured himself a small glass of elven wine, returning to his seat wary of the masked man and the senile man with all the papers. "Strange night here..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 1:41 pm
Fury continues to observe the patrons within the bar, fully aware that the nutty professor seems to be skirting the edge of madness. Nodding a greeting to the warrior drinking th eleven wine, he turns to the professor and asks, "Do you need assistance honored scholar? You seem to be a bit out of sorts at the moment. Perhaps a glass of hot tea to help settle your nerves..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 5:05 pm
"Alright, take your time, relax. Are you saying there are goblins beneath Hearthhill? And if so, what's your point? As long as they pose no threat, there is no reason to worry. Is there something your not telling us?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 7:38 pm
Finishing his drink he shoots the man drinking the elven wine a dark look. "Strange indeed." Returning to his ale he stares at it almost in a trance. His mind wandering to his preparations for guarding the wagon train. Master Morty, I wonder what he is transporting?
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 8:49 pm
Fury continues to attempt to draw out the strange man, trying to make sense of his rambling statements. "So, your name is Kal? Pleased to meet you Kal, I am Fury. Can you tell us a bit more about the Demon Prince? And the Goblins? Try to focus, as this may be important to more than just the people present..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 9:01 pm
Raising his head at the mention of a demon prince, Radryn looks at the man carefully before shrugging off the possibility. Quietly he sips the ale, more disgusted with it by the second. "Goblins and demon princes, the green beasts may be stupid but give them a little credit."
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