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Message: <blockquote data-quote="pathfinderq1" data-source="post: 4811008" data-attributes="member: 48394">[sblock=CONTEXT]Ah.  I am perhaps sensitive to claims of ownership.  Too long among the Eladrin, I suppose.  Relaxing a bit, Vi'kandrix studies the man across from him for a moment, intense eyes absorbing every detail.  Nodding slightly, he continues.  I am Vi'kandrix, and I journey to Thane's Keep.  Might I ask--The spear whirls to a ready position as Vi'kandrix shifts his attention to the forest.  Company! he hisses.  Or are they with you?[/sblock]Iceclaw grimaced.  "They heard your stomach growling," he muttered to Snarl.  "Piper is going to chew you out for that when she gets here..." Then louder, in the direction of the campfire, "We mean no harm, unless you are tusks- I mean orcs.  We've been parted from our friends, and my companion was drawn by the smell of your food cooking.  May we come closer?"  His voice was harsh, a rasping growl appropriately reminiscent of a large hunting cat, and as he spoke, he moved just to the edge of sight range, still mostly cloaked by the verdant undergrowth.  To a glance, he was a shifter- a bit short and wiry, clad in rough furs, with a satchel thrown over one shoulder and carrying no visible weapons.  Behind him, and only the merest shadow at that range, was a larger shifter in heavier furs, with a massive sword slung across his back...</blockquote>