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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Harvey" data-source="post: 2122328" data-attributes="member: 28968">Durnn, Earth Genasi Fighter 1Unlike Mindal, Durnn looks the serving wench up and down in a definitely non-professional way. As she's talking with Gripir, Durnn takes his chair and turns it around, sitting on it backwards out of habit.Durnn takes the time to look around the tavern, trying to gauge the various denizens of the ravern, trying to see if anyone is an immediate threat. If he's satisfied, he turns to the rest of the party, and as he takes sips of his ale, he goes over all of them in his mind.We must be the most unusual assemblage of adventurers yet thinks Durnn. We have a dwarven druid who loved to drink almost as much as he loved that badger; we have an artist of "great renown" who comes with his own manservant, yet who's known to get those pretty hands dirty every once in a while; we have a quiet human scout with an appeciation for ale like myself; a human wizard who *shutter* likes to pass himself off as a Red Wizard; and a cleric of Grumbar who must be a pretty tolerant priest to hold someone like myself as company. Durnn smiles. An interesting party to say the least.*sigh* "It's times like these that get under my skin..." Durnn says. "Give me a fight anytime, but when it comes to the thinkin' part of the quest, I feel as dumb as that stuffed stag up there." Durnn gestures to the mounted stag's head on the wall."Should we split up a bit and try and talk to several patrons or stake our interests with the half-elf? Also if we are going to split up we need to get our story straight.""I prefer the direct route. Go up to the elf and state the facts." Durnn says, continuing to drink his ale.</blockquote>

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