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Smashed World, part I

Following, the hooded figure, but not realy with him, is a completely blad and beardless dwarf. It would seem he was some type of pauper, but his clothing is not worn out and he carries himself with a feeling of assuredness.

He wonders on over to the collected people around the warriors and listens in. At one point he leans over to one of the other spectators...."Ah...From the darkness of pit, these did fine warriors prevail?"

-Zon.....
 

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Haplo

"It would appear so dwarf. May I ask your name? My name is Haplo, and the man sitting next to me is Durban."

After introducing myself, I ask...

"Cleric, may I have a word with you? I have a question."
( I am referring to the cleric that is with the party of adventurers that encountered and defeated the undead.)
 
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"Greeting to you all. My name is Lorcan. These warriors have returned from the undead lands, you say?" Lorcan leans forwards to listen to their story.
 

"Ah most gracious of you, I am Zon of the Western Wind Chamber. Much interest is story of great fight with blight apon land. Many does the Dove leap from Raven's follies."

Zon smiles quietly and continues to listen. If there is one thing that Zon does, it is not blending in. From his mannerisms and strange way of talking, he sticks out as one from the seculed temples of martial study.

-Zon
 

I'll be gone for a few days. Lisa will go along with the party's decisions in my absence but will not engage in roleplaying.
 

From behind the elf, a young dwarf rises. He doesn't seem much over 60 years of age but carries the holy symbol of Moradin with wisdom beyond his years showing from his stature. He comes to Haplo after first excusing himself to the elf.
"What is it that you want, boy?"
He behaves with patience but seems to think you inferior to himself.

After the dwarf has left, the elf continues his story.
"After the vampire's dust had stopped making me cough, I went with Derra to help some of the warriors that were surrounded by a score of skeletons. Loskin over there..."
He points at the dwarf.
"... was able to keep them at bay, but attacking them would've triggered them to attacking them with full force. We were able to surprise and take down three of them before the undead realized what had happened. Then they attacked us with their swords and axes that gleamed in the light of the vaning sun."
 



Zack, which dwarf do you mean? The old one that was skeptical about the head chopping or the cleric. The old has already left the inn but the cleric is standing next to you.
Zhure, I assume you're talking to the elf.


The elf asssumes a thinking posture for a moment and then straightens again.
"The Mountains are a 2 days ride from here with good horses. Then finding a crossable way took us one more day. And then one more day to the battle field. And then back here.
You don't believe us? Have you evidence against us?"
 

Putting on a smile Horrors says, "No, I don't think he has any hard evidence against you. Still, a person who's claiming to speak the truth so quickly when your honesty is hardly been questioned yet is usually telling half-truths, or making thing up completely. So which one is it, or have I misjudged you completely?"
 

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