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Message: <blockquote data-quote="FreeXenon" data-source="post: 2256438" data-attributes="member: 6228">Franky, Halfling Male, Lore KeeperFranky walks into the camp area as the group is deciding on a course of action and setting up camp and cooking rabbits. A disgruntled look disturbs his gentle features furling his brow and contorting his face. His clothes are dirty and stained with grass. Leaves and blades of grass fall from his clothes and hair as he approaches. His cherubic face has a small cut on his cheek and is dusted with a little dirt. He forcefully thrust his hands towards Felicity's unoccupied hands. After a moment a boyish smile full of satisfaction annouces the opening of his hand to reveal 3 edible mushrooms. His shoulders slouch a little as he sighs in relief as he starts to dust himself off. You catch a quick smirk appear and disappear as he says "Don't ask!!""I think I will leave the cooking and hunting to others. This is just too much work.""Splitting up seems like a practical thing to do. I will go with the advancing team and if there is trouble or if support is needed I can ride back to get the rest of you and relay tactical information."Franky smiles at the sight of Dagmar and the pile of firewood by his side. Smiling innocently he quietly chants "... Dagmar the Lumberjack... I'm OK! I chop all night and I clang all day..." and then quickly hides behind Koric. His head peeking out from behind Koric's leg looking for a clanging dwarf in tow.</blockquote>

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