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Message: <blockquote data-quote="WayneLigon" data-source="post: 1477202" data-attributes="member: 3649">Nace's dark eyes give the half-orc a quick assessing glance as Grog comes over, but the youth stays standing by the table, listening to Kreepto and Jairik and the others. He sips his second ale, and frowns as Kreepto goes on, apparently uncomfortable with the attention. He glance to the other miners as they glare at the kobold and he glares back.  'Never had much use for these diggers,' he thinks. 'But they can turn crazy-nasty in a hurry, especially when they've strong drink in them.' He turns back to Kreepto and the others, as Vanadan tries to stir up trouble. His gaze fixes on the gray elf for a second, then he sets his drink down after taking a couple of long pulls from the mug. He gives a nod to Grog and taps his mug. "Don't see a need for trouble," the slight youth tells the tall half-orc, "at his insistance," he continues, nodding to the elf. "The little fellow wants to unload his concerns, this is the place for it, it seems. Most of us are just curious, hearing of such odd goings-on in the mines."</blockquote>