Uriel
Living EN World Judge
Several hours have passed since the Jasperfist brothers layed the fronted gold upon the table and secured (what they hope) will be the saving grace for their bedeviled home.
Gathering in the light drizzle outside of the Red Dragon with Algram, the veterens of the Monestary Liberation can see that the little bit of sleep has worked some good upon the young Dwarf. Algram is smiling and eyeing the city with the longing of the young, having had no chance to explore this most wondrous and exotic place. You are reminded just how young he must be when he goes from a Warrior, checking his crossbow against the water(sliding it into an oilskin cover,checking the bolts' fletching )and tightening his pony's gear,all very businesslike, to a red-faced young Dwarf as a pair of Ladies of the Trade, a red headed half-elf and a curvy blong human walk by and blow him kisses and giggles. Angram immediately begins to stutter and look about, wondering where his brother could be.
As the Ladies move off down the road, the other Jasperfist joggs up, smiling,with a parcel that he secures in his saddlebags as he says to his brother 'You'd never b'lieve what they 'ave 'ere ta buy,Ally, I got a half-dozen diff'rent teas fer Ma and Uncle Roggen, a half-dozen diff'rent Teas, mind ye! Chennet, what a marvelous place!'.
Mounting, the older Dwarf smiles as he pulls his riding tarp over his blue cap.With a pat to his steed's neck,he says 'Well, I trust ye good Folk are ready? It be a fair distance ta Stonepike,over a 'unnerd miles, though we kin get there in just under two days, as we know several of the better routes 'tween here an' there.
Gathering in the light drizzle outside of the Red Dragon with Algram, the veterens of the Monestary Liberation can see that the little bit of sleep has worked some good upon the young Dwarf. Algram is smiling and eyeing the city with the longing of the young, having had no chance to explore this most wondrous and exotic place. You are reminded just how young he must be when he goes from a Warrior, checking his crossbow against the water(sliding it into an oilskin cover,checking the bolts' fletching )and tightening his pony's gear,all very businesslike, to a red-faced young Dwarf as a pair of Ladies of the Trade, a red headed half-elf and a curvy blong human walk by and blow him kisses and giggles. Angram immediately begins to stutter and look about, wondering where his brother could be.
As the Ladies move off down the road, the other Jasperfist joggs up, smiling,with a parcel that he secures in his saddlebags as he says to his brother 'You'd never b'lieve what they 'ave 'ere ta buy,Ally, I got a half-dozen diff'rent teas fer Ma and Uncle Roggen, a half-dozen diff'rent Teas, mind ye! Chennet, what a marvelous place!'.
Mounting, the older Dwarf smiles as he pulls his riding tarp over his blue cap.With a pat to his steed's neck,he says 'Well, I trust ye good Folk are ready? It be a fair distance ta Stonepike,over a 'unnerd miles, though we kin get there in just under two days, as we know several of the better routes 'tween here an' there.
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