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Message: <blockquote data-quote="dpdx" data-source="post: 1371012" data-attributes="member: 188">Rurik gently joins in the laughter, but not the conversation. With one hand on his mug, and the other stroking his blond beard, his expression quickly changes, and he gets up from the table. Looking around the room, he doesn't seem to find whatever it is. Finally, he sits down."Er, I dun know 'ow ter put this delicate-like, an' I 'ate ter dampen the mood, so'm jes' gone ter say it out plain: If we're gonna fight daemons n' ghosts or beings without bodies, 'ow d'yer say, incker, inc, incerperyul, or whatnot, we're gonna 'ave ter 'ave blesst' weapons. Considerin' we got no'un o' the cloth 'mongst us, I was lookin' fer a priest o' Chennet', and cain't seem ter fine one. We could be in fer a world o' vexin' 'ell 'ere, if'n we dun fine one.Now, 'afore ye look at me like 'at, the gnome weren't experienced enough to enchant weapons, so I dun want ter 'ear it. Jes, tha minute someun' finds a wag with an 'oly symbol, lemme know. What yer lookin fer's an anvil on a red circle. Thass Chennet', the Forge Father -- Jes 'oo we need."Hoping to end on a lighter note, Rurik stands again, this time to order a jug of the house ale, since he seems to have finally run out of Mom's finest. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /></blockquote>

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