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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ferrix" data-source="post: 1824989" data-attributes="member: 6115">You drink and talk for some time, the cool night air making some of you huddle a bit closer to the fires.  As the last of the second cask runs dry a rather handsome lad runs up to the group, covered in sweat, he seems to be panting heavily.  As some of you reach for your weapons, he approaches Olivia and takes her hand, his warm youthful voice ringing out, "would you care to dance m'am?"  The courtesy of youth is definitely not lost out here where other things seem to fail.  Your hands ease away from blades and similar things, to rest easily upon your mugs.  More men and women gather about you all, children, young and old, hobbled and able, they offer or drag you to dance.The two drummers seeing the performers joining in lower the music until it is just a trembling feverish pitch on the edge of the ear.  Building, an earthly bass, tumbling of hits, patters, beats.  This simple pair of drummers loses you in a world of rhythm and dance.Hours pass...As you all drag yourselves to bed in the bunk-carriages*, you are amazed at the height to which this small town has brought you.  The weariness of such a long night, the dancing and for some the alcohol brings all of you to a swift and deep reverie.*The bunk-carriages are two carriages which house all of you, each has space for four medium sized people and one small sized person.  Arrange yourselves as you wish.</blockquote>

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