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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kheldar Devaentar" data-source="post: 2563319"><img src="http://www.members.shaw.ca/gordquigley/pictures/portkheldar.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> A wicked smile spreads across Kheldar's face."A stake through the heart? Gods it must be terrible to be a vampire. . . Just imagine having a wooden spike burst through your ribs and pierce through your heart."Kheldar almost shivers. . . almost."I prefer a sharp blow across the-*"Kheldar looks at Sir Trystan."What I mean to say is. . . there are less painful ways to take a man out of action. Well, at least she did it without warning. . . What is the name of the woman who dealt the killing blow? Is she a cleric? . . I think I know someone who might be very interested in talking to her. . .""Hey Trystan, you may want to talk to her too. . . Didn't I see you leave a note over there asking Argentia how she managed to rid her brother of being a vampire? . . Well, she might be able to tell you some more details. . ."Kheldar looks back at Kat."Well, looks like you played a very important role in slaughtering/saving Argentia's brother. . . I'm sure she was thrilled you knew who to take her too!"Kheldar turns to look at Armin.Well. . . now I know why dwarves are so short.Kheldar begins to speak in Dwarf."Say friend, are you expecting a war any time soon?"Kheldar grins as he watches the heavily equipped dwarf. There had been some mock in what he said, but Kheldar kept his speech more friendly then degrading. . . Friendly or not, however, who knew how a dwarf would react to it?Artwork copyright © 2003, Gordon R. Quigley</blockquote>

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