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Message: <blockquote data-quote="NCSUCodeMonkey" data-source="post: 1221284" data-attributes="member: 2047">Dahlmut clucks his tongue as he wanders over to a semi-dry pack and drops most of his gear. He scratches idly for a moment at a spot on his armor before he realizes that it's just another rust spot. Dahlmut's mind seems to be still lingering in Argos, but slowly it comes back to the camp and absorbs the ragged band."Well, I'm both a simpleton and a fisherman," he says, winking at Jackobi, "but I don't think that I want to add skewered to the list."He turns to Lellard and throws a loose salute, "Well, General, what orders for the rest of us, eh? Seems to me that there's enough men to put two on a watch. I could watch with you, Thom. Your eyes are probably better than mine anyway, and I can't hear a damned thing in that helm. 'Sides, it wouldn't be fair to the swamp rats. How could they keep their dignity when their families find out that you bested them by yourself?" He finishes with a smile that seems to be both mocking and encouraging.Then Dahlmut sets to arranging his pack and looking for some food. All the while he idly wonders how long Lellard is going to recline like a king on that nest of maggots. The thought brings a wry grin to his face.</blockquote>