Richard Rawen
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OOC: Sorry about stirring the pot and then walking away from the kitchen!
Richard is glad to have the group back, his hand strays' to his swordhilt at the mention of an ambush.
"Count me in, you guys have had all the fun so far, I owe our feathered friend some payback." The burly young fighter smacks a fist into his open palm for punctuation.
"Oh... yeah... " Richard lifts the pommel of his favored bastard sword and loosens his heavy mace from it's thong, "How shall we 'meet' with them?"
Richard is glad to have the group back, his hand strays' to his swordhilt at the mention of an ambush.
"Count me in, you guys have had all the fun so far, I owe our feathered friend some payback." The burly young fighter smacks a fist into his open palm for punctuation.
Heckler said:"We could probably catch some sleep now, before the meeting. And just so everyone is clear, by 'get rid of these guys' you mean..."
"Oh... yeah... " Richard lifts the pommel of his favored bastard sword and loosens his heavy mace from it's thong, "How shall we 'meet' with them?"
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