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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tinner" data-source="post: 2648439" data-attributes="member: 19667">"What was that? Are you tall fellows so weak that you can't take a little tap on the back? Where I come from the folk be little be tougher that that." Nuressa says amiably. WHUUM WHUUM WHUUM sings the hammer. Her expression hardens. "I don't much like killin', 'specially in places I'm not familiar with... Don't mistake mercy & level-headedness for weakness though. Lay down your arms and surrender, or you'll get a whole lot more o' my hammer then yer friend got!"Eldred watches the scene unfold across the street, pondering what portents surround this strange ocurance, and feeling with some certainly that this seemingly simple robbery holds much for his future.Kel holds his bow at the ready, waiting to strike should the hug choose to do things the hard way. "Arggh the little red-eyed dwarf hits like a boom in thar head." laughs Kel.The thug's eyes flicker between his unconcious partner and Nuressa's whirling hammer. The vein in his temple seems to throb in time with the THRUM made by the spinning dwarven weapon. His hand slowly creeps toward his dagger."Easy there missus. I don' wan' no trouble." slowly he drops his weapon, allowing it to clatter on the cobblestones below. "We was just doin' a friend a favor, that's all." he chuckles nervously. "No need to get rough about it."He raises his hands in surrender.Urkulyr mutters a quick prayer to Chennet' and moves up behind the thug, kicking away the thief's dagger in the process.Before another word can be said, a wail of dismay erupts from behind the half-orc.A portly, copper-skinned man in his late forties is rushing towards the group, waving his hands in the air, and wailing in a loud voice. "My shop! My shop! Someone call the militia!"The man rushes past the group and enters the building. There are sounds of him rumaging through the building, and a mffled cry of "It's gone!" then he emerges from the shop again, finally registering the scene in front of his building."What's going on here?!" he cries. "Who's responsible for this!"His eyes scan each of you in turn.</blockquote>

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