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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Sparky" data-source="post: 1392534" data-attributes="member: 13681">Oliver snorts at Fendric's reaction to his name and says, barely audibly, "You shouldn't take such exception to the name, halfbreed, when  you are in part responsible for its notoriety." He grins a crooked grin, stubbly and unkempt. Turning to Niccolo, eyeing Alexander with a quirk of bushy brows, "What tune have you been working on? I was, well, pickled," he waves a hand toward distant Hedrogura, "back there. I can't say I recall." He smiles weakly.He stops for a few paces, winded, and coughs, face strained. I won't make it through the mountains.He smiles sadly and moves on giving a light tug on Bastrop's lead. No more beautiful place to die, the mountains.OOC: Tonguez, Orbril is welcome to bond Winkle, the adolescent owl-chick that Oliver alternately carries and leaves on Bastrop (caged). Just RP it out should you be interested. Anybody who would know would see that this will be a handsome snowy owl one day. Should it survive Oliver's care.</blockquote>