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<blockquote data-quote="loxmyth" data-source="post: 981241" data-attributes="member: 1255">Our intrepid trio easily outpaces their pursuers, who seem to tire quickly of chasing them anyhow.&nbsp; Soon, Forge, Froud and Yara are far from Grundle's, having winded their way through maze-like streets and over a minor bridge that leads into the peaceful parks and meticulously manicured terrain of Swanbridge district.&nbsp; Here, the mighty River Westering rushes on its snaking path west to the Unbroken Sea, small fishing boats and yachts tied up along its length.Yara has caught her breath and smiles at Froud with a look of satisfaction.&nbsp; &quot;That was quite the little run,&quot; she answers brightly.&nbsp; Then she frowns slightly, looking over her shoulder in the direction of the Dwarven bar.&nbsp; &quot;But we didn't get our hands on the loot.&nbsp; I'm sorry fellows.&nbsp; I was sure we'd be able to nick it.&quot;Behind them, Forge heard a splash, and turned to see the dark shape of a large man on the other side of the river and further down it.&nbsp; The shape was wrong for a dwarf, but it was wreathed in shadows and obscured in the distance.&nbsp; Something floated in the water though, buoyed along by the Westering's current.&nbsp; The half-submerged thing looked vaguely humanoid, but Forge couldn't be sure at this distance.Neither Froud nor Yara seemed to have noticed this yet, however.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="loxmyth, post: 981241, member: 1255"] Our intrepid trio easily outpaces their pursuers, who seem to tire quickly of chasing them anyhow. Soon, Forge, Froud and Yara are far from Grundle's, having winded their way through maze-like streets and over a minor bridge that leads into the peaceful parks and meticulously manicured terrain of Swanbridge district. Here, the mighty River Westering rushes on its snaking path west to the Unbroken Sea, small fishing boats and yachts tied up along its length. Yara has caught her breath and smiles at Froud with a look of satisfaction. "[COLOR=burlywood]That [i]was[/i] quite the little run,[/COLOR]" she answers brightly. Then she frowns slightly, looking over her shoulder in the direction of the Dwarven bar. "[COLOR=burlywood]But we didn't get our hands on the loot. I'm sorry fellows. I was sure we'd be able to nick it.[/COLOR]" Behind them, Forge heard a splash, and turned to see the dark shape of a large man on the other side of the river and further down it. The shape was wrong for a dwarf, but it was wreathed in shadows and obscured in the distance. Something floated in the water though, buoyed along by the Westering's current. The half-submerged thing looked vaguely humanoid, but Forge couldn't be sure at this distance. Neither Froud nor Yara seemed to have noticed this yet, however. [/QUOTE]

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