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Subject: Brilliant! *Thistle sweeps a curtsey to Dirmby, and nods at Swift* You're bright as well, for recognizing my scintillating intelligence. But just in case, you might want to stick to gambling in games of /luck/, not skill...*ahem* Anyway. To find a Gambling Establishemente. Well, Dirmby, lead on, as you know this town better than me. Though that's only because I've been here just a few hours, of course...*she trots in front of Dirmby--/obviously/ intending for him to lead...*


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Date Posted: 19:25:05 06/23/04 Wed
In reply to: Swift 's message, "Okay then! Sorry about the delay!" on 23:35:24 04/03/04 Sat

>OOC: Rudd, erm... I had no contact with him for a
>bit. But I finally did, and we're skipping ahead now.
> We've arrived at a port town called Filsayesk. So,
>kick back and let's get back to RPing.
>
>BIC: *The ship hoves into port, and Swift bounds
>forward onto the boardwalk. A prim looking weasel
>strolls up and demands a toll for docking the boat.
>Swift pays easily, and grins at the crew.*
>
>Right mates, let's get her tied down and all and head
>us into a pub and get some food, sleep, and
>information.
>
>*With that, he begins roping up the sails and tying
>various ropes and lowering the anchor and things of
>that sort.*

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*Reed gets s puzzled look on his face as he digs through his haversack, then pulls out a very, very crude twist of tabacco(sp). He lights it on a random toarch, and sticks it in his mouth. Thinking for a second, he says softly* Yeh k'h'o i'h thin' i'h gots meh 'ome town 'round down sout' fro' 'ere....*he suddenly cheers up, remembering gambling, another habit.* Hehehe, letss Roll! *tinkers with some bone dice in his paw from a random pouch*Reed Streamline.19:35:31 06/24/04 Thu


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