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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Eric Zephlaer" data-source="post: 8776961" data-attributes="member: 7034451">Sprthnt, looking across the way toward Antapkos and Cormorante, gave a twitch of a smile. He spoke slowly and with simplified sentences, being far less than fluent in Ansylin. “Is that a threat? That is the sound to me.” Switching to Hebrian, he added, in a more competent manner, “Please say it is a threat, you bloated swine!”Kuwaia smiled and shook her head, slightly. She knew it was for her benefit that he chose her native language. She reached up to touch Sprthnt. It was really all that was necessary for her to communicate that he should wait. Britta turned her back to the man and rolled her eyes to herself. She looked over at Cormorant and blew him a kiss, as she was walking away. Siofrita gave a vulpine smile at the first question asked by Sprthnt. She wanted to put an arrow through the man’s throat, just to hear him wheeze as he died. Just to kick at an ant hill one more time, she added, “Well?”[ooc]92 + 57 = 149[/ooc]</blockquote>