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<blockquote data-quote="Dolfuur" data-source="post: 1151364" data-attributes="member: 13850">Before he forgets, Dolfuur gives Fae her sabre back.&nbsp; &quot;It pained me that ye were without yer blade, lass.&quot;Immediately after the sour innkeep's reply, the Dwarf moves to just outside the Soaring Eagle, with the bound and gagged prisoner face down where passerby shouldn't be able to see him very well at all.&nbsp; Dolfuur quickly scours the streets for any signs of trouble, and listens for hue and cry.&quot;Aye, Gilbie, we can leave.&nbsp; Er stay ... er we can do both,&quot; Dolfuur replies.&nbsp; &quot;Pickin' that fight there might've been the honourable ting te do, but rash considerin' er greater goal.&nbsp; Ach, no matter, what's done is done.&quot;&quot;Now, might be some tavernfolk 'ave gone te tattle on us.&nbsp; Means the Kazadars'll be on the lookout.&nbsp; But they'll be expectin' a group wit' a Dwarf, Gnome, an' Halflinger,&quot; Dolfuur points out.&quot;So ... we three can take the wagon still sittin' yonder, and hie us away from here.&nbsp; I'd hazard this prisoner might be as valuable as the bag o' jewels.&nbsp; Wit' us gone, it'll make Fae and the two men's job easier te blend in an' complete the task,&quot; Dolfuur rumbles his plan.&nbsp; &quot;Unless ye've got some more crafty magics te hide the likes of us, Trent?&quot;[OOC: Don't hate me for suggesting to split up the group!&nbsp; <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile&nbsp; &nbsp; :)"&nbsp; data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />&nbsp; <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":p" title="Stick out tongue&nbsp; &nbsp; :p"&nbsp; data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":p" /> ]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Dolfuur, post: 1151364, member: 13850"] Before he forgets, Dolfuur gives Fae her sabre back. "It pained me that ye were without yer blade, lass." Immediately after the sour innkeep's reply, the Dwarf moves to just outside the Soaring Eagle, with the bound and gagged prisoner face down where passerby shouldn't be able to see him very well at all. Dolfuur quickly scours the streets for any signs of trouble, and listens for hue and cry. "Aye, Gilbie, we can leave. Er stay ... er we can do both," Dolfuur replies. "Pickin' that fight there might've been the honourable ting te do, but rash considerin' er greater goal. Ach, no matter, what's done is done." "Now, might be some tavernfolk 'ave gone te tattle on us. Means the Kazadars'll be on the lookout. But they'll be expectin' a group wit' a Dwarf, Gnome, an' Halflinger," Dolfuur points out. "So ... we three can take the wagon still sittin' yonder, and hie us away from here. I'd hazard this prisoner might be as valuable as the bag o' jewels. Wit' us gone, it'll make Fae and the two men's job easier te blend in an' complete the task," Dolfuur rumbles his plan. "Unless ye've got some more crafty magics te hide the likes of us, Trent?" [OOC: Don't hate me for suggesting to split up the group! :) :p ] [/QUOTE]

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