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• don't bother, its been shut down 4 good (NT) -- who cares?, 22:33:55 02/19/05 Sat
• not really. if people come it will reopen...I can't rp with myself. (NT) -- I care, 09:35:33 03/06/06 Mon

• At the sight of the great forges, Blue's eyes lit up... -- Blue, 20:17:18 10/07/04 Thu
• A stout male dwarf walks up to the two, puts his hands on his hips, and asks "Is there something I can help you with?" (NT) -- Donnan, 13:48:04 10/08/04 Fri
• Abigal smiles and says,"Why yes. I was wondering if we could get a bow and maybe something else..." She turns to Blue to see if he had anything that he wanted to add. (NT) -- Abigal, 18:42:17 10/08/04 Fri
• "Maybe a hatchet...er...hand axe?" Meh, he was used to what was lying around his father's workshop. Hatchet, hand axe, throwing axe...all pretty similar, he hoped. But, that bow was what he was really itching for. (NT) -- Blue, 08:34:10 10/09/04 Sat
• The dwarf nodded then asked Abigal "What kind of wood are you looking for on the bow? And steel or stone heads on the arrows? I assume you do want arrows yes?" He then turned to Blue and appeared to be sizing him up. "You look like you would do better with a hatchet over a hand axe but, in my opinion, I think you would do well with a bow...but if you want a hatchet that's your choice." (NT) -- Donnan, 11:15:07 10/09/04 Sat
• Abigal thinks for a second then replies to the dwarf, "I think that the best choice of wood for the bow is Yew, but White Ash would also be okay. And I think that steel heads would be best, if that's alright." (NT) -- Abigal, 15:40:00 10/09/04 Sat
• "Yew and steel. Very good choices ma'am." He turned to Blue again "And for you young master?" (NT) -- Donnan, 13:06:07 10/10/04 Sun
  • "Er...whichever you think is best. Sir." He did his best to stand up tall and...well...behave himself. He glanced to Abgail to guage what to do. Yeah, he was a little on the unsure side. (NT) -- Blue, 17:21:51 10/10/04 Sun
• Though the dwarf was shorter than the other two he had a way of seeming intimidating. He gave Blue a quizzical look and said "Young master, it's not my decision to make. I'm not the one who's going to be using the weapon. Though, like I told you, I think you could do well with a bow." He saw Blue look to Abigal for help "She won't be using it either master. What is it /you/ want?" (NT) -- Donnan, 19:01:27 10/10/04 Sun
• "A bow then...sir." His voice was a little less nervous now, but his eyes were lowered away from the gazes of either of them. It looked more downtrodden than he really felt, but it was that bad habit of his again. It made him look quite younger than he truly was. (NT) -- Blue, 08:51:36 10/11/04 Mon
• "Very good sir," the dwarf said "I should have those ready for you in a few hours. If you'd like you can stay and watch or find some other way to occupy yourselves while I work." (NT) -- Donnan, 13:49:04 10/11/04 Mon
• "Thank you so much sir. Um, I think we'll come back later to pick them up." Abigal replied the smile still beaming on her face. Then she turns to Blue and says, "There are a couple things that I still have to pick up in the residential area. Come with me, unless you want here. This place is pretty impressive." And with that she bounds off back toward the residential area. "Be back soon!" she calls over her shoulder. (NT) -- Abigal, 16:39:33 10/11/04 Mon
• Donnan watches her go and looks to Blue to see what he will do. (NT) -- Donnan, 17:10:22 10/11/04 Mon
• He lingered for a moment with indecision, but decided that the company of the girl was much less intimidating than the dwarf. He probably had lots of work to do anyways. Giving the dwarf a quick nod and wave of his hand, he followed after Abigail. "Thank you sir!" (NT) -- Blue, 11:23:31 10/13/04 Wed
• Inside -- Donnan, 14:15:34 10/13/04 Wed
• Appearing back at the forges, Abigal looks for the dwarf who had helped them before. (NT) -- Abigal, 14:47:49 10/13/04 Wed
• Looking not as nervous as he was before, Blue followed Abigail into the forges. (NT) -- Blue, 15:24:47 10/13/04 Wed
• Donnan hearing the arrival of his customers slings the bows over his shoulder and holds a quiver in each hand. As he approaches the two he seems to waddle under the cumbersome and ackward load. He smiles when he gets closer "How are you folks?" he asked warmly. (NT) -- Donna, 04:33:17 10/14/04 Thu
• Abigal turns to the approaching dwarf and smiles,"Just wonderful. And I hope that you are also doing well?" (NT) -- Abigal, 16:59:46 10/14/04 Thu
• "Very well, thank you mistress." He hands each of them the quiver he had made for them (again a deep red for Abigal and a monochromatic blue one for Blue) and while politely waiting for them to try it on (so their hands will be free to receive the bows) he says "I hope they are agreeable to you." (NT) -- Donnan (not Donna this time), 18:51:09 10/14/04 Thu
• Abigal takes the quiver and slips it on. It fit perfectly into place. "I must commend you on your amazing work." (NT) -- Abigal, 19:20:45 10/14/04 Thu
• His eyes were wide with admiraton as he took his new quiver. Imagine that! His very own quiver! A boyish smile unexpectedly lit up his features "Wow...they're amazing! Thank you, sir!" (NT) -- Blue, 15:58:49 10/15/04 Fri
• Donnan smiled at them both and handed each of them a smooth, polished bow. He bit his lower lip, thinking for a moment, then with a grin he said "Consider them a gift." (NT) -- Donnan, 15:06:43 10/16/04 Sat
• OOC: Sorry I haven't replied for a while. I was kinda busy. BIC: Abigal, a little surprised at the dwarf's reply, beams brightly,"A gift? I don't know how to thank you. This bow wonderful. Thank you so much for your help." Turning to Blue she says, "Well, are you ready to go?" (NT) -- Abigal, 15:23:41 10/24/04 Sun
• OOC: You both were gone for a while. It was kind of funny. You both disappeared at the same time. IC: Donnan grins again and replies "A thank you's all I expected. You enjoy those now!" (NT) -- Donnan, 04:28:53 10/25/04 Mon
• OOC: Yeah...was pretty bedridden from a nasty flu. Just getting bac on my feet. :( (NT) -- Blue, 08:50:31 10/25/04 Mon
• OOC: Stupid thing cut off the rest of my message! IC: Pretty speechless, but beaming, he nodded an agreement to Abigail's thanks. At her question, he nodded happily. "Ready!" As he followed her out, he waved over his shoulder to the dwarf. "Thanks again, sir!" (NT) -- Blue, 08:53:02 10/25/04 Mon
  • Donnan smiled and watched them go. To be young and carefree. he thought Those are usually the happiest times of a person's life. Enjoy them young ones. (NT) -- Donnan, 13:52:24 10/25/04 Mon
• With a nod and a wave Abigal makes her way toward the clearing. (NT) -- Abigal, 14:30:59 10/25/04 Mon

• "Oh I don't have time for this..." Twilight mutters under his breath as a thought strikes him. He runs off to his residential cave. (NT) -- Twilight Moon, 17:12:31 01/26/04 Mon

• The dwarf points at a figure standing by a large table and grunts. The figure, on closer inspection, is Flintage, the Master Forger. (NT) -- Fate (So sorry about the wait!), 08:40:27 11/20/03 Thu
• Chaos wanders over to Flintage and clears his throat politely, "Excuse me, I'd like to have this made. Can you do it for me?" He guestures once more with the paper in his hand, careful to keep it away from any heat. Unfolding it, he holds it out for Flintage to see. (Description inside) -- Chaos (All is forgiven, no worries.), 13:58:43 11/20/03 Thu
• Flintage squints at the paper and mutters to himself. Eventually he looks up at Chaos. "This will take more then a few days to put together, but it seems in order. Come back in a week, unless I send for you." Without waiting for a response, he turns and disappears into the crowd of workers. (NT) -- Flintage, 10:28:55 11/26/03 Wed
• Chaos grins. "Thank you!" he calls after the vanished dwarf. Then he turns and marches out of the forges humming to himself. (NT) -- Happy Chaos, 08:33:33 11/27/03 Thu
• Flintage puts the finished boots on a table near the entrance for Chaos. (NT) -- Flintage, 12:34:51 01/17/04 Sat
  • Chaos slowly and silently creeps into the forges. Slightly embarrassed that it had taken him so long to return, he limps over to the table and grabs his supplies. Writing a quick note of thanks, he trudges back to his home to rest and talk more. -- Chaos the Laden, 21:29:09 03/22/04 Mon

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• Flintage ambles up, dusting his hands. He looks blankly at the two for a moment. "Oh, yes." He clears his throat. "It's about time! Narokil, I need you to help those dwarves moving boxes. They're heavy, and they need someone with longer arms." He folds his arms and dares Narokil to protest. (NT) -- Flintage, 08:36:53 02/17/03 Mon
• Hiding a smile behind his hands, Imaran coughed back a laugh, and said to Flintage "So when do you think you could have my little project done by?" (NT) -- Imaran, 11:43:58 02/20/03 Thu
• Narokil nodded. "Oh, sir, I will help, but you must see this ore that I have. If you can work it just right, it can create two of the strongest metals you have ever seen. It says how to do it in this book." He holds up a blue book, with strange characters written inside. (NT) -- Narokil, 19:07:20 02/20/03 Thu
• Imaran looked at the two dwarves, and said "I have a lot I need to get done. Flintage, you can start to work on my project when you wish to, but I will need it as soon as you can get it to me." With all the respect he could muster, Imaran nodded and strode out, toward the Residential caves. (NT) -- Imaran, 19:32:26 02/26/03 Wed

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• Flintage shrugs. "I suppose. What do you need?" He motions Imaran to move away from Leo, out of bow range. (NT) -- Flintage, 11:21:48 01/25/03 Sat
• Moving out of Leo's bow range, Imaran pulls out a scrap of parchment with drawings on them. "You see, it's my little sister's birthday soon, and I would like you to make this ring for her." He hands Flintage the peice of parchment. On it were the dimentions of the ring, and how to make it. (NT) -- Imaran, 13:36:26 01/25/03 Sat
• "Or maybe you could have one of your assistance make it too. How long do you think it would take?" (NT) -- Imaran, 13:38:26 01/25/03 Sat
• Flintage squints at the parchment and mumbles gruffly under his breath. After a moment, he looks up at Imaran. "To put it bluntly, I don't know when I'll have it finished. I don't do much jewelry." He shrugs his large shoulders. "It shouldn't take too long." He squints at the paper again. "What sort of material do you want it made of." (NT) -- Flintage, 17:10:35 01/25/03 Sat
• "She likes silver things the best, and can you make the jewels emeralds and diamonds? I hope this isn't too much of an inconveniance for you. How much would you require to make it?" Imaran pulls out a leather bag filled with gold. (NT) -- Imaran, 17:54:49 01/25/03 Sat
• "No, no. I don't need money." He waves him off with a gnarled hand. "Just do a favor for me. Go find that Narokil for me. He ran off before I could finish with him." (NT) -- Flintage, 08:14:12 01/27/03 Mon
• Imaran nods, and then goes off to find Narokil/ (NT) -- Imaran, 17:48:45 01/30/03 Thu

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• Flintage looks over from where he was helping Leo. "We're running low on daggers. Go make one, and then we'll see about being an assistant. Just ask around; the other's will tell you were to get supplies." (NT) -- Flintage, 15:12:19 01/13/03 Mon
• Narokil scratched his head. "Uh, right. Daggers. Can anyone tell me where to get supplies?" He smiled, looking around for any sign of help. (NT) -- Narokil, 19:30:42 01/13/03 Mon
• A dwarf comes up and pokes him in the back. "Over here." He leads Narokil over to a large kiln complete with bellows, and then showed him the tools available. "You can pick the metal you want to use over here," the dwarf continued, "and here is where you can get leather and other things for the handle. Is there anything else you need?” (NT) -- Dwarf, 15:01:33 01/14/03 Tue
• Narokil laughed, and shook his head. "Not unless you can get me a stiff drink! Ha ha!" He picked up the tools, and some iron, and began working slow and steady, watching the iron start to take shape. (NT) -- Narokil, 16:59:49 01/14/03 Tue
• Putting the tools down, Narokil admired his work. "A fine daggar for me to start working with." He set it down, and began making more. His body moved as if he was one with his work, creating daggar after daggar. Soon, he had a whole order of daggars done, and he set down his tools. "Flintage, sir, I've finished these weapons up, you have any other tasks?" (NT) -- Narokil, 19:40:43 01/18/03 Sat
• Not getting any response, he shrugged his shoulders. "I guess I'll be heading off to the cavern. I'll be back later for any more work you would have me do." (NT) -- Narokil, 20:16:36 01/23/03 Thu

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• Flintage squints at Leo. "You want a bow and arrows?" He scratches his head. "You don't have to ruin your fiddle to get those. We have some extra's you could try." Griblenitch nods enthusiastically. (NT) -- Flintage, 17:07:44 01/04/03 Sat
• Thank you -- leo, 14:09:11 01/06/03 Mon
  • Flintage grunts. "I suppose." Griblenitch hurries forward with an armload of equipment. Flintage takes one and squints at Leo, measuring his height. "Have you ever used bows before, Leo?" He fiddles with the bowstring absentmindedly. (NT) -- Flintage, 15:14:07 01/06/03 Mon
• Let me think........ -- Leo, 10:31:03 01/10/03 Fri
• Flintage clears his throat and looks a little uncomfortable. "Alright, then we'll give you one of the heavier bows. I'd say, that one." He points to of the weapons in Griblenitch's hand. She immediately hands it to Leo. "Try this one!" (NT) -- Flintage, 19:07:03 01/11/03 Sat
• "I like this one"Leo grabs the bow and draws the bow string"I need a bow" (NT) -- leo, 11:01:01 01/13/03 Mon
• "Yes, that's what you said. You may want to try some others first before you decide, though." Griblenitch hands Leo another one. (NT) -- Flintage, 15:08:39 01/13/03 Mon
• OOC Im sorry I meant to say arrow (NT) -- leo, 17:35:27 01/15/03 Wed
• Leo grabs an arrow from a nearby table and locates it on his bow"Well ill give this a try"Leo looks for a safe spot to shoot the arrow .He finds a stain in the ceiling that was made from the smoke from the fires.He shoots to the ameba shaped stain on the ceiling and hits the edge of it."Well flintage..How was that?" (NT) -- LEO, 14:05:45 01/22/03 Wed
• The dwarf shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know. You're the one with the bow. If it felt comfortable to use, then it's probably fine." He grunts. "I have to go help some other people. Griblenitch, stay with him, if he needs anything else." Flintage stocks off. (NT) -- Flintage, 11:20:06 01/25/03 Sat
• "thank you very much.Ill just get more arrows and head off.."leo realized that flinage left so he heads out too. (NT) -- leo, 15:12:29 01/25/03 Sat

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• shamil works on her locks. (NT) -- shamil, 07:14:34 12/18/02 Wed

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• The dwarf stops his pounding and looks up from his work. "I'm Flintage! And who do I owe the pleasure of meeting?" His voice is loud and gruff. (NT) -- Flintage, 19:47:12 06/10/02 Mon
• Nadia is a little suprised that she had already come across Flintage, so she stumbled upon each word she said. "Oh, you're Flintage? My name is Nadia Fusia. I have been called to go on my dragon quest and I just need a weapon." She pauses uncomfortably for a moment, feeling quite embarassed. "Erm, I haven't had much experience with a weapon before. If you're not busy, could you show me a bunch of weapon selections and help me decide which one I should use? If you don't have time, and I'm sure you're very busy, I will just take a sword and bother you no longer." (NT) -- Nadia, 14:49:59 06/11/02 Tue
  • Flintage looks Nadia up and down with a speculative gaze. "A sword, huh. Hmmm." His eyes narrow. Abruptly he turns and moves towards the busy workers. "Griblenitch! Get over here!" he roars. A younger female dwarf scurries out from her fellows and stops, panting, in front of Flintage. "Yes, sir?" "I need to see your selection of light longswords, one-handed. Oh, and bring some of those smaller slings too." "Yes, sir!" Griblenitch disappears again. (NT) -- Flintage, 18:59:52 06/12/02 Wed
• Nadia thought to herself. "Longswords? Slings? I've never heard of either. Perhaps when I see them, I will recognize them from seeing others use them." She runs a couple fingers through her hair as she waits for Griblenitch to return. (NT) -- Nadia, 14:43:26 06/17/02 Mon
  • Presently the assistent appears with an armload of various weapons which she sets down on the stone table close to them. "Here they are!" Flintage sorts through them and selects a sword. "Ah, this should do. Try this." he says in his rumbly voice. He hands it over to Nadia. (NT) -- Flintage, 10:34:15 06/19/02 Wed
• Nadia takes the sword and almost drops it because she is suprised by the weight of it. She quickly catches it and then grasps the handle with right hand over left her left. The sword wobbles a bit, but she eventually manages to control it. "This sword isn't too heavy. I don't know. What do you think?" (NT) -- Nadia, 18:45:51 06/19/02 Wed
  • One of Flintage's eyebrows shoots up. "Really? It's one of our lightest swords. You should be able to hold in one hand." He stops. "Maybe you should try a sling instead. Or even a quarterstaff." Griblenitch shoves a sling into Nadia's grasp. (NT) -- Flintage, 09:28:13 06/20/02 Thu
• Nadia holds the sling handle in her left hand and pulls the other part with her right. She releases her right hand and lets it fly forward with great force. "This isn't hard to operate at all." (NT) -- Nadia, 11:17:26 06/20/02 Thu
  • Flintage grins. "If you can learn to aim straight." He gestures to Griblenitch and continues while she gathers up the other weapons. "I can show you a few tricks of the trade if you wish. Let me set up a few targets in the Cavern sometime so you can practice." (NT) -- Flintage, 15:00:54 06/25/02 Tue
• Nadia lets the sling fling forward once again. "Oh, would you? That would be wonderful. I just need to know enough to be able to disable a dragon for a moment. Hmm, this could probably take a while." She pulls the sling back again, but this time lets go wrong and it hits her arm. "Ouch!" (NT) -- Nadia, 10:08:34 06/26/02 Wed
  • Flintage gives another snort of laughter. "It's okay. It sometimes takes awile to get used to." He suddenly stretches and yawns. "Now scoot. I have a lot of things I have to do." This in a mock growl. (NT) -- Flintage, 08:38:10 07/02/02 Tue
• Nadia jumps a bit by this sharp remark. "Ok, I will go around and play with this thing a bit." She quickly leaves the forges, wondering what would happen if she stayed. (NT) -- Nadia, 15:21:59 07/02/02 Tue

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• Flintage considers Darvin a moment. "Jade, huh. That's a bit unusual." He pauses, scratching his beard. "Well, we can do it but it's going to take a while. Why do you want one made of jade, anyways?" He asks curiously. "It's not going to hold nearly as well as metal." (NT) -- Flintage, 09:38:36 05/24/02 Fri

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• Heavy footsteps sound behind him and a massive hand suddenly pummels his back. "Hello, hello. Good to see a fellow dwarf at work." The voice is deep and gruff but cheerful. “My name is Flintage, and this I am proud to say is my very own forge.” He gestures around the room. (NT) -- Flintage, 08:47:08 05/23/02 Thu

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• "Hello!" (NT) -- Dwarves, 19:15:45 05/18/02 Sat
  • shamil finishes one lock " yeah i finished one, now maybe i can make another one better than this one" she says to herself in a low voice. (NT) -- shamil turen, 13:22:11 05/24/02 Fri
    • shamil finishes her fourth lock and starts on another (NT) -- shamil turen, 08:08:22 05/30/02 Thu
      • she stops and in front of her is a big lock that needs three keys to simultanusly((OOC sorry cant spell it BIC)) and the three different keys beside it. she says to the fellow locksmiths. "well ill be back, i just want to go out and see whats hapening." she goes out of the forges. (NT) -- shamil turen., 08:04:34 06/11/02 Tue

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• oh and she is 40 years old, and pretty for a dwarf. (NT) -- shamil turen, 14:36:07 05/03/02 Fri
  • " um, hello, maybe i could help make some of the stuff. i am very good at working" she asked the dwarfs. (NT) -- shamil, 10:17:03 05/05/02 Sun
• The head dwarf turns at the sound of her voice. His expression notably lightens when he sees that it is a fellow dwarf. "Why, of course you can help, if you wish. Right now we are trying to finish making some tools." He comes around the large stone table and takes a hold of her shoulder to lead her to the work area. (NT) -- Dwarf, 09:21:37 05/06/02 Mon
  • " thank you, i just want to be useful." shamil says as she walks to where he is leading her. (NT) -- shamil turen, 04:49:28 05/07/02 Tue
    • " ok, what should i work on, i am especially good with locks, but i am okay doing other things" she says to the dwarf (NT) -- shamil turen, 04:48:09 05/08/02 Wed
• The dwarf grabs a worker going the opposite way and stops her abruptly. "What's the status on the locksmiths?" The worker thinks for a moment. "Were doing okay, but we could still use an extra hand or to." she replies smoothly. The dwarf gestures toward Shamil. "We have one right here that would like to help out." The worker squints her eyes and surveys Shamil, then gives a nod. "She'll do fine. Come with me." She swivels around and starts walking away. (NT) -- Dwarf, 09:11:45 05/08/02 Wed
  • " ok, ill do whatever i can." shamil says as she follows (NT) -- shamil, 13:44:38 05/08/02 Wed
• The worker leads her over to where a group of female dwarves are working with small bits of metal at various worktables. She sets Shamil down at an empty one and says, "Here you go. You should have all the tools you need right here, but if you can't find something just holler. If you get tired you can leave at any time. If you need me ask one of the other girls; they'll know where to find me. Have fun!" (NT) -- Worker, 09:26:41 05/10/02 Fri
  • shamil smiles." thanks, and ill have fun." then shamil starts to tinker with the stuff she found on the table in front of her. making as little noise as possible. (NT) -- shamil turn, 18:57:30 05/10/02 Fri
    • shamil says to the other workers that she will be back in the morning. then leaves for the residential (NT) -- shamil turen, 13:28:44 05/11/02 Sat
• They wave at her as she passes. "See you tomorrow!" (NT) -- Workers, 08:40:52 05/13/02 Mon

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• with that darvin shiva hurriedly walks back to the grand hall thanking the dwarf and telling him to get him the stuff as soon as he can(nt) -- darvin shiva, 09:41:54 05/02/02 Thu
• darvin shiva walks into the forge sleepily and says " are you done with my stuff yet?" (NT) -- darvin shiva, 06:15:35 05/10/02 Fri

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• Rest of Items, "A standard grappling hook, a large sum of rope approx 300 ft. in theirds, 100 ft. each, a couple of torches, and a short sword, average one. OOC: Glenn asked for this stuff a long time ago, but he wants it now/ or asap. (NT) -- Glenn, 18:54:05 04/29/02 Mon
  • The dwarf glares at Glenn's retreating back. "He's up to no good, and I'll bet by beard on that." Picking up the list he turns and sets to work. "If he thinks I'm going to have all this done in an half-hour, he's mad." He grumbles. (NT) -- Dwarf, 08:58:16 04/30/02 Tue
• Glenn re-enters, "Did you finish? Oh well gimme what ya got, i need to be at the party before they notice i am gone." OOC: i'm gonna go back to the party so that people will read this, but just post stuff for me anyway, Thanx. (NT) -- Glenn, 18:33:42 04/30/02 Tue
  • The dwarf dumps some the items on top of Glenn. "Here's the rope, door wedges, needles, and the handsaw. Oh, and here's an old sword. Come back later for the rest of the stuff." He immediately turns his back to him and stalks off. (NT) -- Dwarf, 09:15:15 05/02/02 Thu
• Glenn returns, Hoping the good stuff is finished, "Did you finish my stuff yet? I want the chissels and hammer, and mallet most, all the rest is next after that, about this sword, i might not need it, i have Xephs extra one, But i'll keep it handy." he waits impatiently for the stuff, with his back pack in hand. (NT) -- Glenn, 19:43:52 05/02/02 Thu
  • This time the dwarf looses his temper. "No, they are not ready, and won't be ready for some time! Young upstarts like you need to learn patience and respect for their elders. Come back in a couple days." He glares at Glenn underneath bristling brows. (NT) -- Dwarf, 10:12:07 05/03/02 Fri
• Glenn leaves, to wander at the party, "Ok, I will be back in two days, I hope your finished by then."" (NT) -- Glenn, 16:50:43 05/03/02 Fri

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• ooc he is not walking he is sitting at ocean (NT) -- kaed, 08:56:41 04/26/02 Fri

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• "Wait! Come back!" A gruff voice sounds behind him. A dwarf runs to the mouth of the cave, panting. "You forgot your sword!" (NT) -- Dwarf, 09:49:54 04/04/02 Thu

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