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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tor L'Tha" data-source="post: 1970473" data-attributes="member: 25114">RakHe'Rak that likes to be called Rak by friends, looks very insecure there he stands with his friends looking down the road. He takes some steps forward, stops and turns to the group. “Do we have all we need? I hope someone have given us a map, or general directions” ”I know the way as it is told in the village”“I think the best option is the fastest one, with all those Kobolds out there attacking us, they sure have their camps in the woods and not on the water or in boats” “the village need those swords soon and the elders need to know what will be done with this new treat” “Shall we take a vote on land-way or river-way?” “I vote for the river” he says lifting his arm. Rak is almost jumping of eximent there he stands wanting to take the road. This must be my call, the wind wanted to take me there but the earth do know better I must hear at her more often. He looks down the road again waiting for his friends to make up their own mind's Looks at the sky making out the days of the weal and time on the day. Crossbow... there he tries some times to load as fast he can sending some bolts against a near tree missing 2 of 5. bolts looks god... spearhe takes some stepps furter away and draws the spear swinging it against the poor tree and finally   concentrates, thinking on what they can expect on the road.</blockquote>