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<blockquote data-quote="maddman75" data-source="post: 396833" data-attributes="member: 2673">When I wake up, the gnomish fellow is slapping my face yelling &quot;hey wake up wake up wake up!&quot;&nbsp; I grab his neck and he stops.&nbsp; He looked very excited and said &quot;I've been looking for you!&quot; &nbsp;&quot;Seems that ye found me.&quot;&nbsp; I got to my feet and looked about.&nbsp; Most of the attackers were tending to their wounded and greeting each other.&nbsp; &quot;As I guess you might know, I'm Daebron Stormbringer.&nbsp; Who might you be?&quot; &nbsp;&quot;Oh, I didn't know who you were, just that I was looking for you.&nbsp; I'm Jacquebeau Boosnickles.&quot; &nbsp;&quot;If ye didn't know who I was, why were ye looking for me?&quot; &nbsp;&quot;My god told me to find you.&nbsp; He said that if I found you we'd have a chance to build great things.&quot; &nbsp;I thought for a moment about the lost halls, profaned for a decade now by the conquering orcs and giants.&nbsp; I'd surely need a good craftsman to get everything back in working order.&nbsp; &quot;Mayhap we will, my gnomish friend.&quot; &nbsp;We start walking back to the rest of the group.&nbsp; One of the barbarians had bound up the drow's wounds, and he looked to still be breathing.&nbsp; Good - I was curious as to what the black skinned bastard was doing on the surface.&nbsp; Surely it wasn't for sightseein. &nbsp;The wizard was going through the pockets of the fallen orcs.&nbsp; Then I saw the halfling berserker walking toward the prisoners with his blood stained sword out and a grim look on his face.&nbsp; He got up next to them and held his sword over his head.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="maddman75, post: 396833, member: 2673"] When I wake up, the gnomish fellow is slapping my face yelling "hey wake up wake up wake up!" I grab his neck and he stops. He looked very excited and said "I've been looking for you!" "Seems that ye found me." I got to my feet and looked about. Most of the attackers were tending to their wounded and greeting each other. "As I guess you might know, I'm Daebron Stormbringer. Who might you be?" "Oh, I didn't know who you were, just that I was looking for you. I'm Jacquebeau Boosnickles." "If ye didn't know who I was, why were ye looking for me?" "My god told me to find you. He said that if I found you we'd have a chance to build great things." I thought for a moment about the lost halls, profaned for a decade now by the conquering orcs and giants. I'd surely need a good craftsman to get everything back in working order. "Mayhap we will, my gnomish friend." We start walking back to the rest of the group. One of the barbarians had bound up the drow's wounds, and he looked to still be breathing. Good - I was curious as to what the black skinned bastard was doing on the surface. Surely it wasn't for sightseein. The wizard was going through the pockets of the fallen orcs. Then I saw the halfling berserker walking toward the prisoners with his blood stained sword out and a grim look on his face. He got up next to them and held his sword over his head. [/QUOTE]

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