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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tokiwong" data-source="post: 1477167" data-attributes="member: 961">Chapter 3 - Part 1Faith could not believe her luck, it seemed that the fortunes were truly on her side.  First she had killed the foolish dwarf lord right under the nose of his protectors, and now her new quarry had walked right up to her and pretty much invited themselves to their doom, it was deliciously perfect if a little too convenient, but speed was of the essence.She continued walking quickly listening the idle chatter from the trio behind her.  The lowlander male and the night elf woman had an interesting antagonistic relationship that was mildly entertaining, although their habit in speaking in the language of Anderland was somewhat distracting.  Faith just kept getting the notion they were plotting against her, but a reassuring smile from the insipid boy, reassured her of his ignorance.  The trueborn youth though could be a problem, despite his silence, she just did not trust the bald man, and the tales of the trueborn and their celestial roots did not sit well with the doppelganger as she tried to stay focused on her task at hand.She finally stopped outside a sturdy stone edifice with a single doorway that was tall enough for a lowlander, but of obvious dwarven architecture and design.  The building was tattooed with dwarven script and murals depicting the rise of a dwarven clan, but to faith the script was just random scribble, she could not read the language of the dwarves or any language for that matter.  A curse of her species, understanding written script was beyond any of her kind, a minor nuisance at best she had convinced herself.“What is this place?” Dais uttered as he looked around the street, they were alone on some back lane, he had lost track of the path following the dwarf maiden.“Lord Ironroot is inside,” she hushed, “his guards have secreted him here to be raised, I should not have brought you here, but you seem to be bound and determined on your fool’s errand.  Just a moment, please wait here,” she pleaded.Faith went inside, and closed the door behind her and padded softly through the halls her shape shifting to that of a tall slim woman with scars across her body.  Inside sitting around a table he found three of her cronies playing a game of dice, they stood immediately upon seeing the boss enter the room.“Hard at work,” she whispered.“We were waiting boss, for furthers orders just like you asked,” the bravest of the three spoke aloud, though not much more then a whisper.  The two other thugs nodded in unison, not daring to speak.“Good, I found them, I will lure them inside, no mistakes this time, when you have finished with them, bring the artifact to me,” she hissed once more for emphasis.  She did not wait for a reply, and closed the door to the room behind her as she walked down the hall, her form slowly changing once more to that of a dwarf maiden.  She took a deep breath and walked outside to find the night elf and the lowlander involved in a heated discussion in Anderlar, but the two went silent as the she walked outside focusing on the dwarf.Faith placed her hands on her hips, “They were not happy to know I brought an outsider, but the Diamond Guard said he would see you, but you best make it quick or have something especially good to say.  Just head inside and go don the hall, he is expecting you, I will wait outside, its your audience not mine.”Lain raised a brow and just glanced to Dai with playful look as the lowlander walked inside the door.  Thane was quick to follow, if only to keep up with the determined young soldier.  Lain followed, but something just did not sit well with her, as she proceeded down the hall.  The dwarf closed the door behind them, and Lain just sighed, she could smell a trap, and this jut smelled ripe with betrayal.  Sadly, there as little she could do to deter the lowlander from his current course, perhaps it was best to just leave him to his fate…A soft voice in Anderlar, tickled her ear, and he froze.  It came from the door ahead, a whisper of a man she did not recognize.  It had to be a man, no self respecting dwarf would whisper in hushed tones, and let alone whisper in the language of the men.  She placed a hand on Thane’s shoulder, and hissed loud enough to give Dais some pause.  Lain whispered in the Common tongue, “There is at least one man… other side of that door… I think it is a trap.”</blockquote>

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