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<blockquote data-quote="Ashy" data-source="post: 1827631" data-attributes="member: 312">P.C. also seems to be waiting to hear what Isror has to say, and finally adds, &quot;I will tell Ossian of your desires and I would expect that he would be most open to such an agreement.&quot;This seems to free the lips of the war valco a bit and he smiles.&nbsp; &quot;Well, then, please, come with me and I will show ya what I have for ya.&quot;&nbsp; Not waiting for any to follow, Isror, preceeded by Yarish, depart from the inner cave and exit out through the tunnel into the entrance cave.&nbsp; The stone door is now rolled away and the oppressive heat and light from outside floods inward in palpable waves.The war valco and the halfling exit out and lead you up a tiny, inconspicious foot trail up the steep face of the rock spire; near the tip of the spire, there is an oval shaped depression and within the depression are several strange looking winged devices.&nbsp; They seem to be made of lightweight frames composed of lashed together bones, over which a patchwork of light grey skin has been stretched.&nbsp; Isror points to them, proudly, &quot;Gaunt gliders!&nbsp; An' some of the finest made in Arena, ta boot!&quot;&nbsp; He looks to Qty'ytl, who stands beside them proudly.&nbsp; &quot;Seems 'at Qty'ytl 'ere has a knack fer makin' these things and as you well know, there's no lack o' guants in the area!&quot;&nbsp; The war valco chuckles.&nbsp; &quot;Ya may select th' ones ya'd like, given as a gift from us to ya.&nbsp; There're several of the single gliders and two spare of tha' three-man jobs.&nbsp; Yarish can give ya some flight lessons, but I reckon ya'll catch on quick enough...&quot;From the look on his face, P.C. seems very pleased...&nbsp; &quot;This is a fine gift indeed, Isror...thank you!&quot;&nbsp; The frey walks over and clasps hands with the war valco and then begins looking over the strange-looking contraptions with a skilled eye.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Ashy, post: 1827631, member: 312"] P.C. also seems to be waiting to hear what Isror has to say, and finally adds, "I will tell Ossian of your desires and I would expect that he would be most open to such an agreement." This seems to free the lips of the war valco a bit and he smiles. "[COLOR=Sienna]Well, then, please, come with me and I will show ya what I have for ya."[/COLOR] Not waiting for any to follow, Isror, preceeded by Yarish, depart from the inner cave and exit out through the tunnel into the entrance cave. The stone door is now rolled away and the oppressive heat and light from outside floods inward in palpable waves. The war valco and the halfling exit out and lead you up a tiny, inconspicious foot trail up the steep face of the rock spire; near the tip of the spire, there is an oval shaped depression and within the depression are several strange looking winged devices. They seem to be made of lightweight frames composed of lashed together bones, over which a patchwork of light grey skin has been stretched. Isror points to them, proudly, [COLOR=Sienna]"Gaunt gliders! An' some of the finest made in Arena, ta boot!"[/COLOR] He looks to Qty'ytl, who stands beside them proudly. [COLOR=Sienna]"Seems 'at Qty'ytl 'ere has a knack fer makin' these things and as you well know, there's no lack o' guants in the area!"[/COLOR] The war valco chuckles. [COLOR=Sienna]"Ya may select th' ones ya'd like, given as a gift from us to ya. There're several of the single gliders and two spare of tha' three-man jobs. Yarish can give ya some flight lessons, but I reckon ya'll catch on quick enough..."[/COLOR] From the look on his face, P.C. seems very pleased... "This is a fine gift indeed, Isror...thank you!" The frey walks over and clasps hands with the war valco and then begins looking over the strange-looking contraptions with a skilled eye. [/QUOTE]

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