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<blockquote data-quote="Searinox Nagharha" data-source="post: 7245585" data-attributes="member: 6802065">It was late afternoon, down the main street a rugged looking figure held himself aloft with his Warhammer. On his back a dufflebag with several candle's, a censer and a shield bearing a large crest of a Mallet over a Sword. wearing a worn chain vest from which on the side hangs a eleboratly decorated drinking tankard.the person in question, a dwarf, standing about 4'5&quot; tall, well builded and well aged. with bright red hair and braided beard streaked with grey-silver hairs.passers by could hear him grumble as he walks by them. &quot;Bloody Temple.... damned long trip.... damned bandits.&quot;He eventually reached the temple of Oghma. apparantly his higher up was indebted for some reason with the High Priest of the temple of Oghma, and had recently called it in. The only information Fiftheach got though was that he needed to make haste because of a current kidnapping. In fairness he had no idea what was going on, nor did that matter to him at the current time. the thing that mattered most now, was getting a good drink.Fiftheach walked up to the front door and slammed it with his fist, &quot;Is anybody in there?! this is Fiftheach Featherbrew! Cleric of Goibhniu! I have been come to acquire a Good Drink!... he remained silent for a few seconds &quot;Ow... and to offer my services in a certain dire situation!&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Searinox Nagharha, post: 7245585, member: 6802065"] It was late afternoon, down the main street a rugged looking figure held himself aloft with his Warhammer. On his back a dufflebag with several candle's, a censer and a shield bearing a large crest of a Mallet over a Sword. wearing a worn chain vest from which on the side hangs a eleboratly decorated drinking tankard. the person in question, a dwarf, standing about 4'5" tall, well builded and well aged. with bright red hair and braided beard streaked with grey-silver hairs. passers by could hear him grumble as he walks by them. [COLOR="#FF0000"]"Bloody Temple.... damned long trip.... damned bandits."[/COLOR] He eventually reached the temple of Oghma. apparantly his higher up was indebted for some reason with the High Priest of the temple of Oghma, and had recently called it in. The only information Fiftheach got though was that he needed to make haste because of a current kidnapping. In fairness he had no idea what was going on, nor did that matter to him at the current time. the thing that mattered most now, was getting a good drink. Fiftheach walked up to the front door and slammed it with his fist, [COLOR="#FF0000"]"Is anybody in there?! this is Fiftheach Featherbrew! Cleric of Goibhniu! I have been come to acquire a Good Drink!...[/COLOR] he remained silent for a few seconds [COLOR="#FF0000"][SIZE=1]"Ow...[/SIZE] and to offer my services in a certain dire situation!"[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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