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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Vendetta" data-source="post: 2120411" data-attributes="member: 14961">The sky opens up to the sun and it is a sunny, clear day, as it usually is in Enber. There is still a chill in the air as you begin to march down river from the shadows of the large trees. It is a very pretty and serene march, with the river on your left, burbling softly to itself and keeping pace with you. Gemble tosses several pinecones into the water to watch their progress and most travel throughout the day with you. Lunch comes and is relaxing and made up of some nuts found by Erlik and Gemble not far away, cheeses, some summer sausage and bread... easy and quick, less than 20 minutes in all. Jaeden is in a particularly good mood throughout the day, singing upbeat songs.  All songs requested are sung, except for "Thauron's Run" which Jaeden complains is too grim for this wonderful day. Just after lunch, you come upon a road... a rather small road that Gemble confirms is the makings of the Halflings of the Lomus Valley. Soon you begin to see signs of life as halfling cottages pop up here and there and the occasional halfling sleeping on the poarch or bounding through a field, or even fishing in the river. The road greatly increases your pace down river and you make great time. Well after Nightlite, when the sun has dip behind the tall mountain of the west but still lights the sky in a brilliant light blue with purple sneaking up the sky from the east, you arrive at Bobbit. The quaint town is populated by dozens of small "halfling sized" buildings as well as several large sizes that humans and elves can stand up in. There is a short wall and the open gate ahead sports two armed halflings, sound asleep... reminding you a great deal of Tev'El Rhoe. As you approach, one of the guards stirs. He peeks through a slit in his lids and pops upright, dropping his spear and bounding over to you. "Oy yo!" he peeps with a huge grin on his round face. "Got a lovely little tidbit here fer ye, carved by me son. Cute lad and talented, aye?" He says, showing off a small wooden sculpture of a lion. "Want to buy it? He'll be famous one day, mark my words! Only a shig (which Gemble tells you is a silver piece). I'd greatly appreciate it. He's dying to carve some fine stone and is selling these to purchase alabaster."</blockquote>

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