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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Leif" data-source="post: 6156808" data-attributes="member: 48762">Girion Valtar walked up to the tavern called "The Choking Swan," thinking that it would do him good to wash down the trail dust from his just-ended patrol.  Inside, he sees a young, blond fellow wearing chainmail.  The shield resting next to him bears the unicorn symbol of Ehlonna and his scimitar hangs from his belt in a well-worn and trail-stained scabbard.  There is a Gnome wearing black leather armor beneath a flowing robe of midnight blue.  A short sword is by his side.  There is a Dwarf at the bar wearing chainmail that shines brilliantly, and a green-eyed Elf further down the bar wearing sturdy leathers with an ornately carved longsword hanging at his side.  There is also a raucous Half-Orc at the bar, obviously unhappy about something (even more than the usual for his kind), and he is lodging a complaint of some sort with the bartender.  A group of other Half-Orcs is cheering him on from a table in a back corner.  The two loudest at the table are Half-Orcs, anyway, and they are accompanied by a furtive-looking, wiry little human dressed in robes of dark grey, an immensely fat human woman wearing a broadsword on her belt, and three others that you can't tell much about because they are fully cloaked in dark brown robes with their hoods pulled up.[DM:  Let the game begin!]</blockquote>