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Back from Deaths vile grip... (Spoken while traveling back to the Glitterhalm) "...right then, there was I at the table of judgement playing cards fer me life when frum outta nowhere Beshabas very own hampster-demons attacked and began knawing on me leg and forearm. But within me fearful grip...

"...so tired am i..." "...we've been awake for days bluehand...throw down yer cards and face the damn music...where's this accursed light be coming frum?...itabe night time damn-it...throw down yer cards and lose already ya blithering blue-handed wizard...hey wait a minute...arn't...

Ida be fiver foot nine inch tall human of reddish like hair en blue eyes like da ocean wavings. I'm wirery of sorts as fer mercenary types go ida be guessing. And me Tymorian gift of virtue with me bow remains to da day a safe gamble with yer silver. Ya they call on me and speakith me name...

Tales of yet another glorious battle! (spoken to Preist Nawomb Tior while cleaning the axe) "...and after the fire began with you unscathed by the melting of flesh and metal from the flame did ya at all think about the others, whom panic stricken state, began fanning the flames when the flames...

Having read the diary in secret again... The memory of a wee knat deelee has, Within the room of stirges primary attack did I naturaly glow with marksmanship of one blessed with the sweetest kiss from the very lips of Tymora herself. The first wave came as I saved all with a zinging...

Having read the diary in secret... :mad: "Let there be no leave nor mention of da time he lit himself ablaze not but once but twice! Or da time he nearly killed da party not twice but thrice. And no where in this neatly writen book have i seen the glow of brilliance on the moments he tied his...