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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Aura" data-source="post: 6691553" data-attributes="member: 6747658">"Hmph," the dwarven girl punctuates her exhale, shooting Barlo something of a dirty look. "We take ya there... it's not hard but happy to help ye." With that, she turns on heel and heads into the camp, threading through the maze of tents with relative ease. The other children follow along, mixed in close with you, making your adventuring team an interesting sight, albeit momentairly. "Pa and mister Parsons are easier to find, the priest girl, less so. Here we go!"With that you step into a clearing in the center of the camp. A burly dwarf with burly arms that would make even the strongest human proud is on the close side to where you entered, talking to two other people, both of them likely human. "Melee weapons with the guards on the line, bows with the hunters," he insists. "An ye better pick stronger limbs for the fishing this time, I'll strip 'em myself if I have to!" Upon seeing the ragtag troupe, a look of shock overtakes him. "Child, who are these people? What did I tell ye about strangers?" His eyes wander up and down you suspiciously for a moment, giving you an easy in opportunity to speak.[ATTACH]70044[/ATTACH]. . . Garm Stronghand . . .</blockquote>