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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tokiwong" data-source="post: 1167946" data-attributes="member: 961">Kolan mulls over the words before accepting them as truth, “In that case then welcome, I can’t say that we have met any goblins out here, milord, but if they be out then they best not stray to close, we won’t be giving them mercy.”He gestures for everyone to sit around the fire, “We got some fresh boar, cooking on the spit, you is welcome to whatever we have left,” he says in all seriousness, “for a moment we was fearing bandits,” he says as he takes a seat.  The raven flies up to a branch, on a pine tree and watches the area as Kolan takes a drink from his waterskin.The other dwarves follow and take their seats on makeshift chairs, at ease, although their eyes dart about every now and then.  Kolan continues, “We are waiting for our brethren who went up to the peak of Mount Arthrof to return, which should be a few days.  If yer looking for goblins, then that would be a good place for them to hide.  Moradin would be pleased if you sent some of them wretches back to the Abyss where they belong!”Bal sits near the spit and begins cutting at the boar exposing the meat inside.  He serves healthy pieces of boar with dry biscuits, and passes around a jug of what is labeled green mushroom brandy.  The other dwarf, who is named Puck, or at least goes by that name is sitting dour and says little eating.  Not so subtly watching Jalban.Kolan continues, “Green Hills that small village passed through, once or twice.  They don’t bother us much, and we don’t bother them folks, works well for us.”</blockquote>

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