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<blockquote data-quote="hippocrachus" data-source="post: 2854925" data-attributes="member: 14148">~ The Adventurers ~Syrriel eyes Hildor appraisingly as he walks past her into the open air. She makes sure he sees her agitated look as he passes.&quot;I don't like you,&quot; she states bluntly to Nae'talis after turning back to the three sprawled around her quarter's floor, &quot;but I assume Braggi has a better use for you here in Silverdown than manual labor, so I'll put up with you, Nae'talis of Thay.&quot;She gives the wizard a smug half-smirk. It must be quite disconcerting to the young mage that everyone and their ancestors knew who and what he was despite all of his efforts to hide it. She looks at Dowkan once.&quot;Lose one and gain another, I see. You Thayans have no respect for life.&quot; Her expression makes it seem like it cannot be helped. &quot;The Justiciars seem to think you might be able to provide us with critical information concerning the enemy. I'm very busy, so if you can't make yourself useful, I'd like to have my private quarters back.&quot;~ Hildor ~Hildor slinks by Syrriel unconcerned and finds the clanging sounds of what must be a smithy immediately across the street from Syrriel's quarters.Walking over, he finds a familiar dwarven face barking orders at two other dwarves and a young man who probably traveled with the Tyrran legion. Sunder looks over from pointing the two dwarves carrying an anvil between them to where he wanted it placed.&quot;What're ya gawkin' at, elf?&quot; he says gruffly. &quot;Yer toothpick arms ain't fer smithin' and I ain't got a need fer an errand boy.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="hippocrachus, post: 2854925, member: 14148"] ~ The Adventurers ~ Syrriel eyes Hildor appraisingly as he walks past her into the open air. She makes sure he sees her agitated look as he passes. [COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]"I don't like you,"[/COLOR] she states bluntly to Nae'talis after turning back to the three sprawled around her quarter's floor, [COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]"but I assume Braggi has a better use for you here in Silverdown than manual labor, so I'll put up with you, Nae'talis of Thay."[/COLOR] She gives the wizard a smug half-smirk. It must be quite disconcerting to the young mage that everyone and their ancestors knew who and what he was despite all of his efforts to hide it. She looks at Dowkan once. [COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]"Lose one and gain another, I see. You Thayans have no respect for life."[/COLOR] Her expression makes it seem like it cannot be helped. [COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]"The Justiciars seem to think you might be able to provide us with critical information concerning the enemy. I'm very busy, so if you can't make yourself useful, I'd like to have my private quarters back."[/COLOR] ~ Hildor ~ Hildor slinks by Syrriel unconcerned and finds the clanging sounds of what must be a smithy immediately across the street from Syrriel's quarters. Walking over, he finds a familiar dwarven face barking orders at two other dwarves and a young man who probably traveled with the Tyrran legion. Sunder looks over from pointing the two dwarves carrying an anvil between them to where he wanted it placed. [COLOR=DarkSlateBlue]"What're ya gawkin' at, elf?"[/COLOR] he says gruffly. [COLOR=DarkSlateBlue]"Yer toothpick arms ain't fer smithin' and I ain't got a need fer an errand boy."[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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