Shar-gûl thrak-dug burz [IC ME 3.5 SA]


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Ahh the smell of well cooked mutten, the foam of bearm on my lips....hmm what? trouble.... Theolin snaps back to the present.....looking down to the town he doesn't see any orcs....Bah! Anything gets in the way of my dinner may become just an appetizer. Theolin strokes the blade of his axe lovingly....
 

"Bah, perhaps your fear of sorcery is making you quail at the thought of a roast haunch and a tankard, but not I." With a laugh Gânithlar urges his horse on and rides towards the inn.
 

Uriel said:
Looking towards the town, Nalin speaks up 'What makes you feel that something is amiss, friend?'

"Nothing really," Gilruin says, looking down at the dwarf. "Call it a precaution if you like."
 

Mirth said:
"Nothing really," Gilruin says, looking down at the dwarf. "Call it a precaution if you like."
'Well then, I will keep my eye out for anything odd or unusual.'
With that Nalin begins the descent down the hillside towards the town and the awaiting food and ale.
 

Heading down to the town with his brother, Theolin turns to Nalin With that in mind brother, don't ye be thinkin' that this 'ere gathering will be the only thing odd and unusual this towns had in a while?Theolin smiles and chuckles at his own joke, but also looks around too keep from being surprised.
 

Finwe started his horse down after the others, realizing that it was probably pointless to try to send a few ahead. He spoke quietly, yet in a voice they could all hear, "The Shadow can spread quickly. Watch your back...and your front...this place may be more dangerous than it seems."
 



Sydney looks at the inn for a while as they ride.

Doesn't seem that bad, not entirely sure what they would be worried about, but caution is a good thing nonetheless. Lets hope it doesn't become paranoia.

He shrugs and continues to ride alongside Ereldon.
 

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