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Date Posted: 20:47:12 06/10/02 Mon
Author: Flintage
Subject: 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.
In reply to: Nadia 's message, "Nadia slowly walks in, admiring the activity going on in the room." on 12:21:14 06/10/02 Mon


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  • 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, 15:49:59 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, 19:59:52 06/12/02 Wed
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