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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kheldar Devaentar" data-source="post: 2561760"><img src="http://www.members.shaw.ca/gordquigley/pictures/portlongkheldar.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> Kheldar sips at his chilled wine as he observes the sudden calamity in the Emporium. Did no one read the posted rules against fighting now-a-days?With a quick flick of his wrist he produces a light crossbow and fires a dripping bolt straight into Tarra's back! Tarra feels an intense sting, and then nothing at all as the world around her becomes all blurry and the ground rushes towards her face. The nearby furniture rattles as the large, muscled woman collapses hard against the wooden floor.Kheldar hops out of his seat, walks over to Nevish Darkwind and offers to help the young man up."You have to be careful with what women you attract!"Kheldar looks down to Tarra's unconscious body."The bolt I hit her with was coated in the same poison the Drow coat their weapon's with. Very potent stuff. . . She ought to be out for at least an hour. . . can I interest you in a vial?"Artwork copyright © 2004, Gordon R. Quigley</blockquote>