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Message: <blockquote data-quote="HolyMan" data-source="post: 5366225" data-attributes="member: 84167">Hearing Jareth ask about a spear a long limbed boy with short cropped hair hurries over to what look like two poles laying on the ground. Lifting them Jareth sees they are indeed longspears and he tosses one over. "Wonder'n how I was gonna carry these then. Thanks." He says with a nod. The boy has a bunch of javelins in a case on his back and a dagger on his hip.  Jareth notices three other men are just as heavily armed, one with two quivers on his back and a short sword at his hip and bow in hand.  A barrel chested brute with massive arms holds a spiked club nearly four feet long and as big around as Jareth's leg at the tip. He also carries two daggers at his belt. The only one carring a shield looks like a weapons rack. A dagger at his boot, a mace at his hip, and two blade handles across his back stick up past each shoulder. And he carries a flail in his free hand! The last ruffian wears a thick furred coat as if it was the middle of winter. The brown fur covers everything but his dull green leggings and he only carries a satchel across one shoulder. He looks to be the oldest in this group with grey in his handlebar moustache and receding hair line. "Rescue yes," The furred coated man says. "We have the Treylor holed up, but the ravine is narrow and the army can't attack in mass. And the groups that have tried have takin heavy casualties. So while they are penned in and watching the army to make another mistake we will sneak in the back and take them out. Simple." _</blockquote>

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