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<blockquote data-quote="ScorpiusRisk" data-source="post: 5285213" data-attributes="member: 41601">A few minutes pass and finally the gates open. Out strides, very slowly, another dragonborn. His scales are colored a dull brown and he wears robes of red and gold. While he doesn't appear to have aged like The Warden, he does walk with his back slightly arched forward. A fine sword rests on his hip. Behind four youths walk rigidly, two humans, a dragonborn and a goliath. They each wear robes of orange and brown, and serious buy proud faces.Once in clear view the leader motions for them to wait, and moves forward alone. The Warden steps off his mount and moves forward. They speak as they move toward each other. Those who do not understand the language gather that the mans name is Dumon. (maybe more if you want to make a roll)[sblock=Tsugo]Warden: &quot;Greetings and favor, Master Dumon.&quot;Dumon: &quot;Well met. How are your travels?&quot;Warden: It is good to see the land.Dumon: It is good to see the people of the land.Warden: It is. Interesting weather.Dumon: Is it?Warden: Signs of approaching storms.Dumon: I haven't noticed.Warden: It is difficult to see the what's past the horizon from you're front door.[/sblock]A pause.[sblock=More Tsugo]Dumon: You travel with foreigners.Warden: Warriors, proven.Dumon: In other lands.Warden: In these lands, not far from here.Domon: Finne Kateiro, serves as head Master.[/sblock]The Warden is clearly disappointed. He adds in common, &quot;I will see him, if he has time.&quot;Dumon responds with a laugh, &quot;Oh I'm sure he will.&quot; The two bow, first The Warden, then Dumon. They then embrace wrists and share a chuckle. The Warden says, &quot;When I return, I want to hear of your sword.&quot; The Warden walks away, toward the compound. Then Dumon turns to you.&quot;Have you had rice yet?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="ScorpiusRisk, post: 5285213, member: 41601"] A few minutes pass and finally the gates open. Out strides, very slowly, another dragonborn. His scales are colored a dull brown and he wears robes of red and gold. While he doesn't appear to have aged like The Warden, he does walk with his back slightly arched forward. A fine sword rests on his hip. Behind four youths walk rigidly, two humans, a dragonborn and a goliath. They each wear robes of orange and brown, and serious buy proud faces. Once in clear view the leader motions for them to wait, and moves forward alone. The Warden steps off his mount and moves forward. They speak as they move toward each other. Those who do not understand the language gather that the mans name is Dumon. (maybe more if you want to make a roll) [sblock=Tsugo]Warden: "Greetings and favor, Master Dumon." Dumon: "Well met. How are your travels?" Warden: It is good to see the land. Dumon: It is good to see the people of the land. Warden: It is. Interesting weather. Dumon: Is it? Warden: Signs of approaching storms. Dumon: I haven't noticed. Warden: It is difficult to see the what's past the horizon from you're front door.[/sblock] A pause. [sblock=More Tsugo]Dumon: You travel with foreigners. Warden: Warriors, proven. Dumon: In other lands. Warden: In these lands, not far from here. Domon: Finne Kateiro, serves as head Master.[/sblock] The Warden is clearly disappointed. He adds in common, "I will see him, if he has time." Dumon responds with a laugh, "Oh I'm sure he will." The two bow, first The Warden, then Dumon. They then embrace wrists and share a chuckle. The Warden says, "When I return, I want to hear of your sword." The Warden walks away, toward the compound. Then Dumon turns to you. "Have you had rice yet?" [/QUOTE]

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