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Mordik finishes off his ale and stands. So where's this carriage we'll be riding in? Mordik looks at Nurlan expectantly, he obviously will follow Nurlan out to the carriage.

Mordik perks up at the prospect of a job.. I'd love to join ye, Nurlan. Better'n staying 'round the inn and gettin' sloshed, a'course! haha!

Mordik nods and grunts at the newcomers into the inn.. Oy! Nezrak, Tenebrynn- Me name's Mordik. Nice to meet you two; and glad to hear your recent jobs went well.

Not much of a teacher, bu' I'll teach ya. Assumin' we're not on jobs, that is

Mordik Stoutiron Mordik grunts after the song, not understanding... Not that ye asked me...I know some Orc and Goblin. Learned em from the other outcasts at the orph--erm...where I grew up. Sorry to bring ooc into the RDI...um...where is there an atlas or a "surrounding towns" kinda post...

[/color] Mordik nods, then seems to pay sole attention to his ale as he drinks. After a moment he replies, Hope yer friend is alive and safe. Ne'er had a friend turn up missing, but ne'er had very many friends.

Mordik shifts in his seat and then gets up... Aye, I'll join yah. Ye have a job yet, or we lookin a'together?

Mordik Stoutiron A bedraggled-looking dwarf with messy brown hair and a disheveled brown beard walks into the Red Dragon Inn. He finds an open chair at the bar, orders an ale, and looks around. I hear this be the place fer adventurers lookin' fer some work. Mordik's me name. Anyone looking for...

Mordik StoutIron Name: Mordik Stoutiron Class: Rogue Race: Dwarf Size: Medium Gender: Male Alignment: Neutral Deity: none Craft Points: 600 Str: 14 +2 (6p.) Level: 3 XP: 4185 Dex: 16 +3 (10p.) BAB: +2 HP: 21 (1d6/level +2/level) Con: 15 +2 (5p.) Grapple: +0...