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>"Haboo nunka baelandu?" He waves his hand over the >disk and then points to the west, toward Silverymoon, >toward the mountain pass where the sun set hours >earlier. "Che jumba falko vizger." His eye plays >across your faces and then looks to the fire. "Ley mim >neebo, Rong. Ley mim neebo, Rong." He juts a finger to >his chest at the sound of 'Rong'. Again he stares into >the flames, reaching out for a stick which is burned >to a hot coal at one end. He mumbles something and >grabs a large, flat stone. Using the charred limb, he >begins drawing a short series of pictures... >apparently a short story, or perhaps a record of his >travels. He displays it to the group. It shows many >figures throwning stones and spears at another, >single, figure. The next displays the same lone figure >laying in on the ground, possibly sand. The next is a >picture of the rising sun, its rays burning into an >unidentified figure. The figure reaches up, out to the >sun. The rays begin to focus down on the person. A >drawing of the disk he wearing is next on the stone. >There is then a picture of a short figure, unlike the >original before. It seems to be half the size. It is >carrying a staff... the next picture, that of a >skull-topped staff. "Bero nada nooka." He points to >the short figure, then points to Reom and Gonoc. He >tosses the stone to the side and grabs the next >closest one. Drawing once again, he draws a different >landscapes. Plains, mountains, hills, a river, a large >swamp, and something that looks to be a stronghold. >With a bit of imagination, it would look like >Brukabar. He then draws several figures... one for >each of you present, and several others you have no >idea who they would be. He smile toward you all. >"Dombana fuuwolo isbahk." He then tosses the stones to >the side. He heaves out a sigh. He looks up briefly, >then gazes to the flames once again.

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