*Rudd yells towards the door in a very low burly voice.* No shrews in here! You must be mistaken! Try the place next door maybe? -- The Hunt for Warpeye

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Subject: *Rudd yells towards the door in a very low burly voice.* No shrews in here! You must be mistaken! Try the place next door maybe?

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Date Posted: 16:36:56 04/28/04 Wed
In reply to: Rudd 's message, "*Fik takes several small pouches out of the large sack he'd carried in earlier. He pours the contents of one of them onto the table, a lot of very valuable looking coins fall out of the pouch onto the table.* About that times.... *He counts the pouches.* thirteen." on 16:35:17 04/28/04 Wed

>>>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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