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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Unkabear" data-source="post: 3266880" data-attributes="member: 39373">Dalen sat in the loft and listened.  After a few drinks most of the men here could hardly pronounce the move of their stones let alone play the game.  So he sat there with a smile upon his face and listened.  It had been a moon or two since he had sat here and just enjoyed the company of others.  Most of the people here were well into their fourth or fifth drink while Dalen was still nursing his first ale.  It was the only thing palatable until you had four or five, then ones taste buds were less discerning and anything that got your drunker would go down as easily. Dalen waved to the waitress bringing the meat & cheese and without waiting for the others cuts himself a slice of each.  The cracker just didn’t tempt him at this time so he left them alone.  Recently the talk had turned to the troubles and invaders.  This was the third time since Dalen had climbed to the loft that it had, and each time the topic was discussed as it was the first time in a month.  But that was alright.  Aside from the harvest & foaling it was the hottest topic around.  “I have no doubt that this will pass as all other troubles in our times.  We have fared goblins we can survive ruffians!” Dalen added again to the conversation to stir up their patriotism once again expecting the next drink to drive it from their minds yet again.  But that was alright too.</blockquote>