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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6412515" data-attributes="member: 40413">Kepli Stormborn, shaman[section][align=left]http://imageshack.com/a/img537/605/XXWzNf.png[/align]Kepli grasps Siddhartha's hand.  Her hand is rough, the hand of someone who has done a bit of work rather than the soft hand of a noblewoman.  She gives his hand a shake and on releasing it glances down the bar towards where she swore she heard someone say her name.  Catching the eye of a tiefling woman and her companion Kepli gives nod of acknowledgement and greeting. Turning her attention back to Siddhartha she says, "This talking down a line is awkward.  There's a free table, let's take it.  It'll be more comfortable.  Maybe a few more will join us.  C'mon, it'll be fun."  She reaches out and grasps Siddhartha's wrist and pulls.  She's obviously not strong enough to move the man unless he wants to go but she gives him a look like she won't take no for an answer. Finding she doesn't have enough hands for Siddhartha's hand, her beer, and her pack she lets go of Siddhartha and scoops up a strap of her pack and drags it along to a nearby empty table.  Seeing a large red handprint on the top she stops and frowns.  "Umm, not this one.  I, I don't like the feel of that." She moves to another table that is almost empty.  Its only occupant is a man with his head on the table and lightly snoring.  She pulls out a chair and finds that it has a bizarre construction that baffles her for a moment.  She looks around in confusion until her gaze alights on a merfolk sitting on the floor nearby.  "Oh!  It's for you.  I mean, it's built to accommodate your tail.  Come join us.  No point sitting on the floor by yourself!" [/section]</blockquote>

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