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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Memnus" data-source="post: 1564370" data-attributes="member: 14001">Fleck storms away from the campsite in a huff, his familiar at his heels, for once forgetting or not caring about the perils of being alone at night while people have been stalking you.  He makes it back into town safely, though, to the stable where his cart is parked.  He lets down the sides and crawls underneath into his little shelter. He mutters to himself in his own language as he arranges his bedding in the dark."Gre'lyk, they speak of going to Ulruz. Fat lot of good they'll be able to do, blazing in there blind and going for revenge.  That giant is just going to get them all killed if they don't have contacts inside, and he doesn't seem to be the type to have friends when he leaves."For a moment, he ponders trying to contact Kirran, but the halfling has undoubtedly disappeared into town and is utterly unreachable if he so desires.  Instead, he flops open his book, calls a small light into existence, and scribbles into his book for a while, trying to calm his nerves.  Bristletail pokes his head in and voices a question."I don't know. Whatever they are, they're dangerous. Brimstone, was it? Stray too close and I imagine we'd catch a fireball, head-on.  Something's up, and I'm not convinced these creatures are connected with whoever Kirran's looking for. Maybe watching the place for some other reason?"The fox whines, then asks another question."If they go, they go without me. It's as simple as that. I'd rather stay here and not get myself enslaved, thank you very much. He glances at the fox, who watches him quizzically. "It's safer for you, too. The only thing more hunted than gnomes in Ulruz is gnomish wizards. And if the vest, book, and staff aren't hints enough, a familiar tagging at one's heels is a dead giveaway."The fox looks relieved, and goes back outside to curl up at his guard post.  Fleck's little lights wink out, and he sighs, closes the book, and settles in to sleep.</blockquote>

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