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<blockquote data-quote="loxmyth" data-source="post: 1205405" data-attributes="member: 1255">Miriah inched her way up the long marbled bar, eyes peeled for her Dwarven companion.&nbsp; Somehow, she'd lost visual contact with him, and it seemed he hadn't reemerged from among the marble players.Perhaps she had been waiting too long, or had a suspicious look about her.&nbsp; Perhaps it was because she was because of her race or gender, or the lost look on her face.&nbsp; But Miriah now found herself staring across the room directly into the eyes of the dwarf known as the Mountain, and his steely grey eyes stared back.&nbsp; The banter that sprung forth from his companions died as they noticed their leader wasn't paying attention to them, and turned to match his gaze.Cracked lips framed by a tangled black beard opened and as he challenged in a deep voice, startling those around them.&nbsp; &quot;You lost, lass?&quot;&nbsp; His face was misshapen and rough, as if shaped from clay, and his skin tough and leathery.&nbsp; The cold grey eyes swept the room cursorily before returning their gaze to encompass the young wizard.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="loxmyth, post: 1205405, member: 1255"] Miriah inched her way up the long marbled bar, eyes peeled for her Dwarven companion. Somehow, she'd lost visual contact with him, and it seemed he hadn't reemerged from among the marble players. Perhaps she had been waiting too long, or had a suspicious look about her. Perhaps it was because she was because of her race or gender, or the lost look on her face. But Miriah now found herself staring across the room directly into the eyes of the dwarf known as the Mountain, and his steely grey eyes stared back. The banter that sprung forth from his companions died as they noticed their leader wasn't paying attention to them, and turned to match his gaze. Cracked lips framed by a tangled black beard opened and as he challenged in a deep voice, startling those around them. "You lost, lass?" His face was misshapen and rough, as if shaped from clay, and his skin tough and leathery. The cold grey eyes swept the room cursorily before returning their gaze to encompass the young wizard. [/QUOTE]

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