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<blockquote data-quote="SelcSilverhand" data-source="post: 2621002" data-attributes="member: 30016">Dargin and Matilda Meet1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10... 10gp. It was the fourth time he had counted his funds and it was the same every time. Dargin sighs again, knowing that no matter how many times he counts it it would still be far short of what he needed to get upriver. Malk nudges him from behind, breaking his dour musing. He sighs, &quot;I know Malk, you are hungry as well. I just hope you don't get tired of fish as that's the only meat I can catch around here.&quot; Malk tips his head to the side and hoots in response. Dargin smiles a bit, glad at least one of them is keeping a cheerful outlook. &quot;Maybe we can work our way up river on a boat. I might be able to row, or wield a pole to help pay our way. It'd take us weeks to get there through this jungle.&quot; He turns his head to look at his shoulder. &quot;Yes Grandfather, we could try working in town but the local guilds might not care for us casting spells for money in their territory. It's one thing to do it for free to help people, but it's quite another issue to do it for profit.&quot; Dargin sighs again and tosses a pebble into the water. He looks over at his shoulder again. &quot;What's that? Who's watching us?&quot; He turns to regard a human female eyeing him from farther down the pier. He has gotten used to the attention he receives when in town which is part of the reason he rarely has cause to come into one. Something about her look is more appraisal than curiousity. Perhaps she can help...With nothing much to lose by trying, he stands up and moves to approach her.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="SelcSilverhand, post: 2621002, member: 30016"] [b]Dargin and Matilda Meet[/b] 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10... 10gp. It was the fourth time he had counted his funds and it was the same every time. Dargin sighs again, knowing that no matter how many times he counts it it would still be far short of what he needed to get upriver. Malk nudges him from behind, breaking his dour musing. He sighs, [COLOR=Lime]"I know Malk, you are hungry as well. I just hope you don't get tired of fish as that's the only meat I can catch around here."[/COLOR] Malk tips his head to the side and hoots in response. Dargin smiles a bit, glad at least one of them is keeping a cheerful outlook. [COLOR=Lime]"Maybe we can work our way up river on a boat. I might be able to row, or wield a pole to help pay our way. It'd take us weeks to get there through this jungle."[/COLOR] He turns his head to look at his shoulder. [COLOR=Lime]"Yes Grandfather, we could try working in town but the local guilds might not care for us casting spells for money in their territory. It's one thing to do it for free to help people, but it's quite another issue to do it for profit."[/COLOR] Dargin sighs again and tosses a pebble into the water. He looks over at his shoulder again. [COLOR=Lime]"What's that? Who's watching us?"[/COLOR] He turns to regard a human female eyeing him from farther down the pier. He has gotten used to the attention he receives when in town which is part of the reason he rarely has cause to come into one. Something about her look is more appraisal than curiousity. Perhaps she can help... With nothing much to lose by trying, he stands up and moves to approach her. [/QUOTE]

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