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<blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 1863034" data-attributes="member: 105">Dark Days in Gwaeryn, part IWhump!Pelar couldn't breathe, and spots clouded&nbsp; his vision. When it cleared a few heartbeats later the old man was running past his hovel of a home, and&nbsp; down the hill, towards the river.Idiot! thought the satia-mavari as he began to give chase. Pelar nearly triped over the staff that this herbalist had tagged him with right under the sternum. &quot;Tenalen! Old Man!&quot; he called after.&quot;Please! Please! I take it all back!&quot; he cried Take what all back? thought the Melderyni easily gaining ground. The elder had stopped doubling over after the exhertion of fighting and then running. As Pelar caught up to him, he held up his hand and cowered to a crouch. &quot;Good master, please I beg of&nbsp; you. Do not turn me into anything unnatural...&quot;&quot;Ilvir's nuts, man! What on Kelestia are you talking about? I am not here to harm you. I am here to trade herbs and purchase some that you have on hand.&quot;Pelar shook his head with annoyance.&quot;You. Mean. You're not. From the Shek P'var. To....?&quot; asked the old man between gulps of air. Seeing the young, apprentice magician's look of confusion he added. &quot;Ummm..never mind. I thought that since...sigh...How can I help you? Ohh...Sorry about the hit.&quot;Pelar snorted haughtily as if the event was already forgotten, and held out his hand to help the old man up.&nbsp; They stared at each other until Trenalen asked, &quot;Would you like a spot of tea?&quot;&quot;Sure,&quot; replied the journeyman.And they both walked back towards the cottage. **</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Broccli_Head, post: 1863034, member: 105"] [b]Dark Days in Gwaeryn, part I[/b] [i]Whump![/i] Pelar couldn't breathe, and spots clouded his vision. When it cleared a few heartbeats later the old man was running past his hovel of a home, and down the hill, towards the river. [i]Idiot![/i] thought the satia-mavari as he began to give chase. Pelar nearly triped over the staff that this herbalist had tagged him with right under the sternum. "Tenalen! Old Man!" he called after. "Please! Please! I take it all back!" he cried [i]Take what all back?[/i] thought the Melderyni easily gaining ground. The elder had stopped doubling over after the exhertion of fighting and then running. As Pelar caught up to him, he held up his hand and cowered to a crouch. "Good master, please I beg of you. Do not turn me into anything unnatural..." "Ilvir's nuts, man! What on Kelestia are you talking about? I am not here to harm you. I am here to trade herbs and purchase some that you have on hand." Pelar shook his head with annoyance. "You. Mean. You're not. From the Shek P'var. To....?" asked the old man between gulps of air. Seeing the young, apprentice magician's look of confusion he added. "Ummm..never mind. I thought that since...[i]sigh[/i]...How can I help you? Ohh...Sorry about the hit." Pelar snorted haughtily as if the event was already forgotten, and held out his hand to help the old man up. They stared at each other until Trenalen asked, "Would you like a spot of tea?" "Sure," replied the journeyman. And they both walked back towards the cottage. ** [/QUOTE]

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