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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Blutspitze" data-source="post: 5666815" data-attributes="member: 6680999">I hereby retcon in the introduction of my awesomely hilarious character.  Instead of being at the bar as in the e-mails you were sending (sadly would've been far funnier) we'll just go with the wagon.  Speaking of, is there a big red stripe on the side of said wagon?  Otherwise the A-team thing is odd....[OOC]Standing in one corner of the wagon (or what little passes for a corner in an object that tends to be round) sat Falkrunn Stonearch, though anyone who knew of dwarves would likely assume he was sitting.  Short and thin even by Dwarven standards at 4'3" and barely 145 pounds, Falkrunn was about as unintimidating as a dwarf could get before somehow becoming a gnome (and it's totally not Danny projecting or anything like that.....totally).  Nonetheless he carried himself well, had his favorite, though slightly dirtied, armor and shield, and, standing in his 'corner' sharpened his battleaxe with great care.  Her name was Carsys, and they had indeed been through a great deal together.Born to the Stonearch clan, he was initially 'raised' as a doll for his siblings.  His parents couldn't deal with having such a small dwarf (irony much?) bear their name.  Growing up was therefore a struggle, to say the least.  5 brothers and 6 sisters, all of whom were at least twice as big, was difficult.  To make it worse, Falkurrn was the second eldest... and still the smallest...*sigh*...It took years to get accepted by his family and even longer to be accepted by the rest of society.  For the longest time people didn't know his name, preferring the term of endearment of 'runt'.  Taking it all to heart, knowing that one day he'd be able to strike back (a la the Empire), he trained and trained and eventually managed to enter the local knight academy, graduating with highest honors.He became the biggest (obviously not physically) up and coming knight in the king's guard.  After several years, a conspiracy was thwarted to kill the king, but Falkrunn was framed.  He was forced off the guard and left to fend for himself.  Soon enough he found his current work as a mercenary, using his skills to help whatever team he was assigned.  Now, having travelled with these.... people... for some time he thought this was the group that could finally help him get back at all those who framed him and show them what's really what.  For now, he gets to deal with a nutty pyromaniac, a giant rock guy who IS OBVIOUSLY NOT DWARVEN WORK, and one of those pointy-eared guys who just wants to stab everything.... joy be to Kord putting me with these nutjobs.  What did he ever do to deserve this?[/OOC]*sigh*...  Of course the Orcs are savages.  Otherwise they'd be in a NICE wagon, not this piece of crap with all of our happy faces.  Particularly YOURS (looking at no one in particular).  Anyone only becomes a problem for us if they want to.  We can't be those who go looking for trouble... *ahem!!!!, glaring at Chess*  In the meantime, ladies, what can you tell us about this Bloomten?  Where can we find these 'opportunities' *complete with giant finger air quotes*?  We gotta GET SOME OPPORTUNITY!!! (his tiny fury awesomely visible)</blockquote>

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