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<blockquote data-quote="loxmyth" data-source="post: 951793" data-attributes="member: 1255">~ ForgeThe Fellstone dwarf visibly relaxes a bit, raising a black bushy eyebrow at &quot;Ozgrymm's&quot; offer.&nbsp; His mouth breaks into a grin punctuated with gold teeth.&nbsp; &quot;Well, never could turn down a free drink.&quot;&nbsp; He turns to his companions.&nbsp; &quot;Hey boys, this poofy here's buyin' rounds for us all!&quot;The gang turns from their gallivanting, and gives Forge a hearty cheer.&nbsp; All except the impossibly large one.&nbsp; He just gazes at the dwarven wizard with a baleful eye.&nbsp; Then Forge loses sight of him as the gang of dwarves - at least half a dozen of them - surge toward the bar.~ FroudThe bartender shakes his head, as if unbelieving.&nbsp; &quot;I might've heard of some work.&nbsp; An acquaintance of mine lost a few of his gnome workers yesterday.&nbsp; Been a rash of murders in the city lately, and a gnome was one of the targets.&nbsp; So a bunch of 'em packed up and left.&nbsp; Babies, the lot of them!&nbsp; The murderer was even caught, I hear.&quot;&nbsp; He pauses to push a braid over his shoulder and spit on the ground.&nbsp; &quot;Good riddance, I say.&nbsp; Anyhow.&nbsp; You want work, you show up at the docks tomorrow morning.&nbsp; Look for Nomel Poddlestom.&nbsp; Strange fellow, lives on a big red boat called the Scarlet Hog.&nbsp; It's unnatural I tell you, but he pays well from what I hear and it's good honest work.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="loxmyth, post: 951793, member: 1255"] [i]~ Forge[/i] The Fellstone dwarf visibly relaxes a bit, raising a black bushy eyebrow at "Ozgrymm's" offer. His mouth breaks into a grin punctuated with gold teeth. "Well, never could turn down a free drink." He turns to his companions. "Hey boys, this poofy here's buyin' rounds for us all!" The gang turns from their gallivanting, and gives Forge a hearty cheer. All except the impossibly large one. He just gazes at the dwarven wizard with a baleful eye. Then Forge loses sight of him as the gang of dwarves - at least half a dozen of them - surge toward the bar. [i]~ Froud[/i] The bartender shakes his head, as if unbelieving. "I might've heard of some work. An acquaintance of mine lost a few of his gnome workers yesterday. Been a rash of murders in the city lately, and a gnome was one of the targets. So a bunch of 'em packed up and left. Babies, the lot of them! The murderer was even caught, I hear." He pauses to push a braid over his shoulder and spit on the ground. "Good riddance, I say. Anyhow. You want work, you show up at the docks tomorrow morning. Look for Nomel Poddlestom. Strange fellow, lives on a big red boat called the [i]Scarlet Hog[/i]. It's unnatural I tell you, but he pays well from what I hear and it's good honest work." [/QUOTE]

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