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<blockquote data-quote="Legildur" data-source="post: 1857598" data-attributes="member: 1258">&quot;Well Fror, your cookin' is nearly is good as mum's, so it's hard to say no.&nbsp; And aye, girl trouble is at the heart of near everything,&quot; says Makas as he continues to eat more of the soup.Makas slowly looks around as he slurps away, just double checking who is nearby.&nbsp; &quot;Aye, Nardour don't sit right with me,&quot; he whispers.&nbsp; &quot;But I canna tell you why.&nbsp; I'll heed your warning my friend.&nbsp; Thank you.&quot;As he continues to make small talk with the gnome, Makas finishes the soup, and eventually bids farewell to settle in for the night.As he prepares his night position, he suddenly has a paranoid thought.&nbsp; 'What if Fror was in cahoots with Nardour and his soup was actually a sleeping draft?&nbsp; Too late now.'Keeping his breastplate on, and his waraxe and shield handy, Makas sets himself to sleep, quietly cursing the sore muscles suffering from the saddle.&nbsp; Even though they are in a safe region, Makas intends to wake himself near midnight and at least keep a listening watch for a couple of hours during the night.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Legildur, post: 1857598, member: 1258"] "Well Fror, your cookin' is nearly is good as mum's, so it's hard to say no. And aye, girl trouble is at the heart of near everything," says Makas as he continues to eat more of the soup. Makas slowly looks around as he slurps away, just double checking who is nearby. "Aye, Nardour don't sit right with me," he whispers. "But I canna tell you why. I'll heed your warning my friend. Thank you." As he continues to make small talk with the gnome, Makas finishes the soup, and eventually bids farewell to settle in for the night. As he prepares his night position, he suddenly has a paranoid thought. 'What if Fror was in cahoots with Nardour and his soup was actually a sleeping draft? Too late now.' Keeping his breastplate on, and his waraxe and shield handy, Makas sets himself to sleep, quietly cursing the sore muscles suffering from the saddle. Even though they are in a safe region, Makas intends to wake himself near midnight and at least keep a listening watch for a couple of hours during the night. [/QUOTE]

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