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<blockquote data-quote="Binder Fred" data-source="post: 6120928" data-attributes="member: 63746">A pause for thought... &quot;Why the gem though, Stellan?&quot; Antares asks with concern evident in his voice. &quot;Did you... find it attractive before? Desirable?&quot; A magnifier of tendencies inborn perhaps? Could it be only a portion of the runes remain active after his modification, say those that shut the White Things' mind away from itself? Stellan yet another walking dreamer in nightmares rules by the eternal dancings of the five-fold star?&lt;Response Stellan?&gt;Hm... Puzzling. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile&nbsp; &nbsp; :)"&nbsp; data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />The elf looks between his already moving form and the guard captain, several times in quick succession, before reminding: &quot;Your items are still on the table, master Stonehand!&quot; then using the time thus gained to quickly address officer Gregof: &quot;In truth there *are* likely other exits into the town. Ah. We were - perhaps - hoping the guard might be involved more directly in their sealing? The safety of the town and -um- things of that general nature?&quot; Another side-look at Muzdin's quickly disappearing items &lt;I'm assuming?&gt;, before returning his attention more fully to Gregof, &quot;I asked before, but, were there per chance other disappearances in that general area, do you know?&quot;&lt;Response Gregof?&gt;Once answered, Antares quickly gathers up his own things (only slowing to carefully measured movements to re-seal the dread Bell of Discord into his scrollcase), before quickly trotting after his departing companions.&quot;I take it we will also be discussing the splitting of the loot at this meeting?&quot; he asks, voice and expression light once his breath has settled and they are all walking apace.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Binder Fred, post: 6120928, member: 63746"] A pause for thought... [COLOR="Wheat"]"Why the gem though, Stellan?"[/COLOR] Antares asks with concern evident in his voice. [COLOR="Wheat"]"Did you... find it attractive before? Desirable?"[/COLOR] A magnifier of tendencies inborn perhaps? Could it be only a portion of the runes remain active after his modification, say those that shut the White Things' mind away from itself? Stellan yet another walking dreamer in nightmares rules by the eternal dancings of the five-fold star? [COLOR="#A9A9A9"]<Response Stellan?>[/COLOR] Hm... Puzzling. :) The elf looks between his already moving form and the guard captain, several times in quick succession, before reminding: [COLOR="Wheat"]"Your items are still on the table, master Stonehand!" [/COLOR]then using the time thus gained to quickly address officer Gregof: [COLOR="Wheat"]"In truth there *are* likely other exits into the town. Ah. We were - perhaps - hoping the guard might be involved more directly in their sealing? The safety of the town and -um- things of that general nature?"[/COLOR] Another side-look at Muzdin's quickly disappearing items [COLOR="#A9A9A9"]<I'm assuming?>[/COLOR], before returning his attention more fully to Gregof, [COLOR="Wheat"]"I asked before, but, were there per chance other disappearances in that general area, do you know?"[/COLOR] <Response Gregof?> Once answered, Antares quickly gathers up his own things (only slowing to carefully measured movements to re-seal the dread Bell of Discord into his scrollcase), before quickly trotting after his departing companions. [COLOR="Wheat"]"I take it we will also be discussing the splitting of the loot at this meeting?"[/COLOR] he asks, voice and expression light once his breath has settled and they are all walking apace. [/QUOTE]

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