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Message: <blockquote data-quote="rathor" data-source="post: 166750" data-attributes="member: 4037">missed infoHail friends!  Dexerion here!Meakly wish to inform your ever listening ears to the victories that my four armed companion and I were able to place under our own belts this very strange day!We kept running from that fish not only because of its foul stench, but also, as my bardic friend said, "we are honorable fellows."  We lured that hiddious beast away from our companions.  If only viriann and the tracker would have kept running, as I exclaimed several times during my own flight, prehaps the brave tracker would still be with us.  I morn his passing, and only hope the preist at the temple will understand that his sacrifice was essential to the fathers suvival.While we were walking to lakeview the following day, my brainstorming about the black-robbed undead was inturrupted by my fathers voice.  He wispered to me, "you must find out about the sight wreaths, it is very important."  I knew that he would only contact me in this way if he was very troubled.  I sat upon the task as soon as I got to the city.  I wanted to meet with Renyold anyway.  (oh yes, and the clatter of the blonde fellows sword broke my concentration for a mer moment.  I had trouble understanding sight wreaths and think that I may not have grasped what my father, and old mystical master, told me.)Viriann and I set upon the arcane school immediately.  When we arrived we found out that Renyold was still in evaluation.  I sent a message to him asking him to meet me in the arcane school courtyard.  While I was busy doing this Viriann found another professor and began questioning him on various matters.  I attempted to join the conversation but the professor seemed distracted and aggrivated at our nagging so I quietly waited for renyold.  He arrived with the news that he was accepted as a new professor and I used the opportunity to treat him to lunch at the nice gnomish resturaunt.  It was unfourtunate I picked this place for the dwarven host recognized us immediately as the royal ounturouge.Dispite our distasteful meeting with the Dwarf.  The three of us enjoyed a fine meal and very interessting small talk.  Before we left I mentioned what my father had asked me to find out about and renyold told me he would see what he could find out.  It was then I went shopping.  I sold my bow and arrows and picked up a large staff.  I also bought a nice, heavy, large, black, hodded cloak and robe.  I stored it away for later use and found a fairly nice purple tunic and golden pantaloons for the dinner.  *Sigh*  I seem to find myself chattering far too much, far too often.  Prehaps I can learn a spell that would help me hold my tounge at times like this.</blockquote>

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