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<blockquote data-quote="Velmont" data-source="post: 1991197" data-attributes="member: 13739">The well build man stands up, after having received some people on the head. &quot;Sindégo Lompaoré Co Déoula...&quot; he told aloud on an unhappy tone. OOC: Traduction from Tribespeach: &quot;I'll never get use to that world...&quot;He turns around to face the people who has fallen on him. From the back, it looks like a clueless human from a primitive world with his crude spears and wooden shield and a hard leather armor made of some almost unworked hide of some animal that should be close looking of a cow, but as you see his face, his planar heritage is pretty obvious. The lines of his face are crude and sharp. A patch of scales start over the left eyes and finish somewhere under his shoulder-lenght black hair. The iris of his eyes are of a dark brown that looks pretty close of the empty black of his pupil, and have an ovale vertical shape, something between a normal eye and one of a cat. As he removes the dust from his clothing, you see another patch of scales that cover the right hand.&quot;Mi have no harm. Call mi Traore.&quot; As he speaks, he looks like to search his words.&quot;Can you understand me?&quot; he continue in Infernal &quot;I am a lot more use to this language, just too bad not everyone know it. I still have difficulties to speak the common tongue. Anyway, Meenah will understand nothing...&quot;&quot;Your companion?&quot; He continue, coming back to common tongue. He is pointing Jurden. Thinking about the new friend he made a few days ago, he turn to Meenah.&nbsp; &quot;Meenah? You ok?&quot;Seeing she is all right He come back to the little halfling &quot;If you out of here, mi follow. Start bi crazy here.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Velmont, post: 1991197, member: 13739"] The well build man stands up, after having received some people on the head. [COLOR=Yellow]"Sindégo Lompaoré Co Déoula..."[/COLOR] he told aloud on an unhappy tone. [COLOR=Red]OOC: Traduction from Tribespeach: "I'll never get use to that world..."[/COLOR] He turns around to face the people who has fallen on him. From the back, it looks like a clueless human from a primitive world with his crude spears and wooden shield and a hard leather armor made of some almost unworked hide of some animal that should be close looking of a cow, but as you see his face, his planar heritage is pretty obvious. The lines of his face are crude and sharp. A patch of scales start over the left eyes and finish somewhere under his shoulder-lenght black hair. The iris of his eyes are of a dark brown that looks pretty close of the empty black of his pupil, and have an ovale vertical shape, something between a normal eye and one of a cat. As he removes the dust from his clothing, you see another patch of scales that cover the right hand. [COLOR=Yellow]"Mi have no harm. Call mi Traore."[/COLOR] As he speaks, he looks like to search his words. [COLOR=Yellow]"Can you understand me?"[/COLOR] he continue in Infernal [COLOR=Yellow]"I am a lot more use to this language, just too bad not everyone know it. I still have difficulties to speak the common tongue. Anyway, Meenah will understand nothing..."[/COLOR] [COLOR=Yellow]"Your companion?"[/COLOR] He continue, coming back to common tongue. He is pointing Jurden. Thinking about the new friend he made a few days ago, he turn to Meenah. [COLOR=Yellow]"Meenah? You ok?"[/COLOR] Seeing she is all right He come back to the little halfling [COLOR=Yellow]"If you out of here, mi follow. Start bi crazy here."[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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