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<blockquote data-quote="fireinthedust" data-source="post: 6183376" data-attributes="member: 51930">Duncan looks into his drink, swirling it around the cup's bottom.&nbsp; Bubbles and flecks of spice spin and collect, and the great warrior rumbles more softly than usual.&nbsp; &quot;I honestly don't know.&nbsp; Live?&quot;&nbsp; He looks up at the injured woman and her companions, clearly too battered to leave on a quest any time soon.&nbsp; Duncan finishes his drink in one motion and stands.&nbsp; While he was strapping while seated it is only when he stands that you can see how truly big he is.&nbsp; He stands head and shoulders above Antor and everyone else in the room, and seems to loom as he does so.&nbsp; His body blocks the lights behind him making the clowing discs on his chest, and the glowing rings of his eyes stand out in the shadow.&nbsp; His eyes flick over to Antor's table, and without speaking he passes from his first hosts to the next.Duncan Kull stands at the end of the table before the others.&nbsp; He looks down at the other adventurers, all ready to move on from this boarder town, fresh and primed to meet their doom on some forsaken waste or haunted mountain.&nbsp; Duncan hoped he could keep them alive, at least so he wouldn't have to make the long solitary walk back to a town... again.&quot;When do we leave?&quot; he rumbled in a too-deep voice that had an electronic hum to it.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="fireinthedust, post: 6183376, member: 51930"] Duncan looks into his drink, swirling it around the cup's bottom. Bubbles and flecks of spice spin and collect, and the great warrior rumbles more softly than usual. "I honestly don't know. Live?" He looks up at the injured woman and her companions, clearly too battered to leave on a quest any time soon. [COLOR=#000000] [/COLOR] Duncan finishes his drink in one motion and stands. While he was strapping while seated it is only when he stands that you can see how truly big he is. He stands head and shoulders above Antor and everyone else in the room, and seems to loom as he does so. His body blocks the lights behind him making the clowing discs on his chest, and the glowing rings of his eyes stand out in the shadow. His eyes flick over to Antor's table, and without speaking he passes from his first hosts to the next. Duncan Kull stands at the end of the table before the others. He looks down at the other adventurers, all ready to move on from this boarder town, fresh and primed to meet their doom on some forsaken waste or haunted mountain. Duncan hoped he could keep them alive, at least so he wouldn't have to make the long solitary walk back to a town... again. "When do we leave?" he rumbled in a too-deep voice that had an electronic hum to it. [/QUOTE]

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