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<blockquote data-quote="Mor'Gan" data-source="post: 1363125" data-attributes="member: 14524">Mor'Gan, listening to an explanation of facts already known to him sits quietly studying his newest companions.&nbsp; Hearing the mention of an obscure prophecy snaps his attention back to the Dueregar warrior across the table.&nbsp; His right brow raises in an expression of the unasked question in his mind...&lt;something We should know about Varnuus?&gt;&nbsp; unsure of the propriety of asking the question aloud amongst new arrivals and in a location far from private, the Sentinel holds his peace.&nbsp; The expression on his face becomes one of momentary distraction as he turns his gaze from the companions towards the North.&nbsp; Staring through the wall of the dining car his eyes turn vague and unfocused as though seeing something beyond sight and listening to something unheard.&nbsp; A moment passes, time the huge Duermek is as unaware of as his current surroundings.&nbsp; A moment more then clarity and focus visibly return to his eyes.&nbsp; Shaking his head as if to dispell whatever overcame him he turns back to the table, unaware of the strangeness of his behaviour to Feldon and Varnuus he stands looking at the company in general. &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;If you will pardon me my friends, I will absent myself for the moment.&quot;&nbsp; then looking directly at Varnuus and Feldon,&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Something is happening...and I don't know what&quot;&nbsp; Then with an expression almost of apology he departs heading towards the rear of the train, a thoughtful expression in his obsidian eyes.&nbsp; The imposing figure in his Great-coat and boots encounters no obstruction as other passengers unconsiously remove themselves from his way creating a path.&nbsp; Yet each of those that he passes on either side shudder slightly as though momentarily chilled.&nbsp; It is only when he has left the Dining car that the eyes of those affected turn momentarily to the door through which he has left.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Mor'Gan, post: 1363125, member: 14524"] Mor'Gan, listening to an explanation of facts already known to him sits quietly studying his newest companions. Hearing the mention of an obscure prophecy snaps his attention back to the Dueregar warrior across the table. His right brow raises in an expression of the unasked question in his mind...<something We should know about Varnuus?> unsure of the propriety of asking the question aloud amongst new arrivals and in a location far from private, the Sentinel holds his peace. The expression on his face becomes one of momentary distraction as he turns his gaze from the companions towards the North. Staring through the wall of the dining car his eyes turn vague and unfocused as though seeing something beyond sight and listening to something unheard. A moment passes, time the huge Duermek is as unaware of as his current surroundings. A moment more then clarity and focus visibly return to his eyes. Shaking his head as if to dispell whatever overcame him he turns back to the table, unaware of the strangeness of his behaviour to Feldon and Varnuus he stands looking at the company in general. "If you will pardon me my friends, I will absent myself for the moment." then looking directly at Varnuus and Feldon, "Something is happening...and I don't know what" Then with an expression almost of apology he departs heading towards the rear of the train, a thoughtful expression in his obsidian eyes. The imposing figure in his Great-coat and boots encounters no obstruction as other passengers unconsiously remove themselves from his way creating a path. Yet each of those that he passes on either side shudder slightly as though momentarily chilled. It is only when he has left the Dining car that the eyes of those affected turn momentarily to the door through which he has left. [/QUOTE]

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