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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Artur Hawkwing" data-source="post: 5681943" data-attributes="member: 50177">Kip wakes up, feeling rested and relaxed, until he remembers where he is and the events of the preceding day. With a sigh he levers himself up and gets to his feet. he stretches, his back popping and creaking a little. His arms go over his head, one long, luxurious stretch. That done, he sets about gathering up his stuff and redoing his armor. More comfortable to sleep with no buckles jamming into your side, but walking around without them buckled isn't something he's willing to do. As he departs the lean-to and steps out into the clearing, he hears the sound of rustling about in the hut. A bit of a smile crosses his face.At least they were able to sleep.He gathers his gear up onto himself and sets about checking the clearing to make sure no nasty surprises lurk in the early morning sun. Once satisfied, he'll take out the map and attempt to orient himself.So the Dwarven city is up here. And somewhere between here and here...He pokes the map with a forefinger as he mumbles to himself.Our quarry hides with the handle and head to the Dwarven hammer.For a moment, he smiles.I wonder how much that thing is worth?He shakes his head to clear the image of a rather large pile of gold, himself perched atop it, and looks back at the map.Lesse. We're roughly here, and it took us this long to travel...It's rough, but using his fingers he tries to calculate the width, in days, of the forest, considering that they can't traverse it hastily.By the Gods, this is going to be like looking for a needle in a pine forest.He sighs.</blockquote>

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