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<blockquote data-quote="TwistedMindInc" data-source="post: 3100064" data-attributes="member: 39574">&quot;Olaf. Arabel. Got it.&quot; Nodding in turn to Brother Odis and then Absalom, whom the boy tries his best not to linger to close to. Kind of gives him the willies. &quot;I am glad Master Gurrand's friends are finally arriving,&quot; the young man says as he leads you up the stairs. &quot;He's not looking too good, you know. The priests from the temple have healed his injuries, but he just does not seem to be regaining his strength. Maybe a visit from you folks will help that! Sometimes that's what old folks need.&quot; He knocks on a door just off the stairs. A gruff voice within bids you enter and the innkeeper obeys. &quot;You have visitors, Master Gurrand. They have come all the way from Arabel to see you.&quot; An elderly man with a weathered face and snow-white hair sits at the window of a neat room. He is dressed in a fine set of deep blue robes. A suit of gleaming chainmail and a weapons belt with a large broadsword on it hang on a rack in one corner. He eyes you suspiciously. &quot;Have they now?&quot; he says. &quot;So, 'visitors', what brings you to Eveningstar?&quot; Eli withdraws to leave the party and Gurrand alone.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="TwistedMindInc, post: 3100064, member: 39574"] "Olaf. Arabel. Got it." Nodding in turn to Brother Odis and then Absalom, whom the boy tries his best not to linger to close to. Kind of gives him the willies. "I am glad Master Gurrand's friends are finally arriving," the young man says as he leads you up the stairs. "He's not looking too good, you know. The priests from the temple have healed his injuries, but he just does not seem to be regaining his strength. Maybe a visit from you folks will help that! Sometimes that's what old folks need." He knocks on a door just off the stairs. A gruff voice within bids you enter and the innkeeper obeys. "You have visitors, Master Gurrand. They have come all the way from Arabel to see you." An elderly man with a weathered face and snow-white hair sits at the window of a neat room. He is dressed in a fine set of deep blue robes. A suit of gleaming chainmail and a weapons belt with a large broadsword on it hang on a rack in one corner. He eyes you suspiciously. "Have they now?" he says. "So, 'visitors', what brings you to Eveningstar?" Eli withdraws to leave the party and Gurrand alone. [/QUOTE]

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