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Message: <blockquote data-quote="nerdytenor" data-source="post: 4727488" data-attributes="member: 74526">OOC: Bramble, cool, looks a little bit like a theorbo. Upon reaching his smithy, Dardus wastes no time in brushing aside weapons in various states of assembly from the large table in the center of the room. He takes a scrap of discarded parchment (crossbow schematics? hard to say..) from a corner and begins to draw a rough map."Glaelyn's, ah, reading of the stone only gave a vague direction - it points east. The only thing of note immediately east of here is Andusk, a town bordering a swamp. Not much to say about it - we have some minimal trade with their town, but they are not much better off than we are, though they have not fallen victim to the same fate as Greensfen."Dardus shifts around the table and continues. "Past the swamp, the road picks up again. It branches northeast to Amar, a fairly bustling city by local standards. Not far to the north is a series of mountains. Lintown is a bit smaller and a bit seedier, bordering the swamp to the southeast."Dardus regards his map with a frown. "Sorry about the penmenship, folks. Never been much use with a quill. At any rate, Glaelyn feels confident that the stone's ultimate destination couldn't have been much farther than this, so you'll be glad to know I need not draw anymore."OOC: I am engaging the pbp temporal distortion field - feel free to continue any discussions prior to arriving at the smithy. Or not.</blockquote>

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