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Message: <blockquote data-quote="RedSwan78" data-source="post: 2061867" data-attributes="member: 5951">Grimhild UggluckGrim snaps out of his gaze as Lalreth elbows him in the side and turns sharply to him, as if coming out of a daze, and gives him a huge goofy-looking smile as if he was completely innocent of any wrong doings. "Uhh, sleeping on the deck sounds good to me! Unless it rains, I doughn wan to get wet.. then I guess I'll go down into the hold. Grim watches as Mahka pulls open a panel. Grim stomps his foot a bit on the deck "Uhh.. Mahka.. how strong is dis floor? How mooch weight can it hold? Grim pays attention to the barrels and thier markings and what they are for, although he's not quite sure if he remembers which marking is for which. "Wait, wait.. one for fire, one for ACID!? How do you know which Dragon spits what? I know da black ones spit acid" as he taps on Venomtooth on his chest, "But what about the others?"  Grim looks around a bit and thinks to himself Maybe ship wasn't good idea.. we should have just walked there as he sighs. Grim goes over and sits down in what he deems to be an "out of the way" place on the deck (wherever Mahka had pointed to of where they could sleep on the deck) and pulls out his "Book of Big Words" and flips through the pages...</blockquote>