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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Uriel" data-source="post: 628923" data-attributes="member: 8222">Froud looked up from the pile of springs and tiny gears upon the Tabel, noticing the Dwarf's grooming. Snickering to himself, Froud went back to his work, oiling here,sanding a tiny rough edge there. When he was done, he wound the Key...and nothing happened.The Little Clockwork Griffon didn't move an inch, much less the full step it should have. It did open it's mouth in a 'Roar' however, but the whistle failed to sound.'Now what could be the problem here...' Froud looked back up, to find Forge staring at him and smiling. WHat was the Dwarf thinking? Oh yes, their ever present 'Nobody is as dedicated to Learning than Forge Ironsong rubbish'. Froud smiled back, through a smoke stained mustache and singed eyebrows. He was dedicated to application not just study and  hypothesis. Reasearch and application, that was the key, try and try again.Putting the Griffin carefully back into his satchel, Froud sniffed the air, smelling tobbacco, the cheap perfume of the barmaid, Forge's own Cologne, why did he insist on wearing that when they went out...it made him smelled like a Badgerduring Spring. Froud chuckled at the thought of Forge running about chasing girl badgers in the Meadow. Answering te Dwarf's question'Oh, I was just thinking about A Girl...' That wasn't true exactly, but if he were to say that he was thinking about the most beautiful Steamnaught he had ever seen, respeldant in the sun, it's bronze plating gleaming, it's stacks pumping their steam as it moved about it's duty,patrolling the Northern Marches,Balista at the ready on it's arm and it's huge Axe-blade poised to slice a Dragon in two...well, Forge would think him daft . Oh wait, Forge already thought him daft, he was a Gnome after all. Still, Forge was his best friend, and (other than his family joking and poking fun incessantly when he told them), the Dwarf had always brought nothing but enjoyment and fun into his life. Signaling for another Pint and some Pie, Froud wiped his hands on a rag and looked about the Tavern.</blockquote>

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