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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Atanatotatos" data-source="post: 4844735" data-attributes="member: 46957">Hadarai witnessess the scene in horror. He could have chosen more wise companions. His fault, uh? Oh, well... Stroking his eyes and groaning, the Eladrin raises his hands in a pacifying manner, for the, uhm... umpteenth time today: Calm down, calm down sir Marco. You know we have no reason or intention to harm you or your family. You understand that this has been a... stressful day. I will talk to your wife, if you will allow me, and try to calm her down and convince her that we mean no harm.Hadarai is speaking in a mellowy tone, but then, for a second, his eyes grow a bit colder, and with that fey sky-blu hue, that means really cold: However. And I hope you see that this is in no way a threat. Since I left the military academy and became a soldier, leading war bands in the outskirts of the Imperium, never, never and here he pauses for a split second ... have I been farther from my sword and shield than the lenght of my arm.[sblock=ooc]...okay...I know I could have been more... diplomatic. But what the heck, it's an Eladrin warlord speaking to a halfling shop-owner! Also, look at Hadarai's wisdom and charisma scores! I didn't roll anything since I'm not sure what I would have had to roll. I'll let Ken handle it.[/sblock]</blockquote>