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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Manzanita" data-source="post: 1450362" data-attributes="member: 10109">Solomon Kreel, half orc rogue/ranger/brbSolomon made his way to the temple.  It saddened him that people stared and stepped aside with fear as he approached.  He knew at this point that he was different, and a respectful fear was better than hatred or violence.  He was a tall man, heavily armed, and muscular of build, though without excess bulk.  It was his size and armorment, as much as his orcish heritage, that put people on their guard.  He had sold his horse and much of his gear before taking this trip, and was traveling lightly.  In one hand he carried his backpack, his great sword and heavy recurved bow secured in special scabbards across his back, his full capped quiver swinging at his side.Entering the anteroom he looked around with curiosity, but kept his face expressionless.  He approached the figures around the throne, and when recognized, he bowed slightly, respectfully.  "Solomon Kreel, sir, at your service."</blockquote>