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• **norrows his eyes and looks slightly agitated at biend refered to as a 'lass' but all the same is happy to see a fellow vermin here** Im Laertes and you?**he hastily sheaths his falchoin and holds out a paw** (NT) -- Laertes, 11:25:35 05/01/02 Wed

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• **the inn keeper seems slightly flusted as the old weasel rushes behind his bar and begins pouring a drink. He wipes his paws on his white plain apron** (NT) -- Jaytin, 22:17:14 05/01/02 Wed
  • ((Bladeeeeey!! It's me, Rippers!))**Rekire looks up and smiles at the weasel, watching with intrest** (NT) -- Rekire, 01:09:29 05/02/02 Thu
    • **shakes his paw** a slip 'o tongue there lad, slip 'o tongue, meh names bladepaw, jes 'n old weasel too old fer bein a hordesbeast, sose I teach yew young uns 'an serv mehself drinks **the old weasel winks to the disgruntled looking bartender as she passess down the rum and begin to pour herself a wooden chalice brimming with grog** (NT) -- Bladepaw, 09:56:11 05/02/02 Thu

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• Old weasel? Try ancient. *Dodges a paw* Heehee... (NT) -- Kez, 16:50:50 05/02/02 Thu

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• **gapes** Rippers!? Longlegs is Rippers!? **topples** (NT) -- The Educator, 22:25:26 05/02/02 Thu
  • ((**ooc-ly shrieks and jumps on Da Educator** Shurrup!)) (NT) -- Rippers/Longlegs/Rekire/bwa..., 13:14:57 05/03/02 Fri
    • **the polecat stands up and puts his paintbrush down, a smile in his green-brown eyes** 'M Rekire Brushpaw. Nice t' meet ye. **grins, and winks** Too old to be a hordebeast, y'say? I've ne'er been in an army before, wot was it like? (NT) -- Rekire Brushpaw, 01:30:43 05/04/02 Sat
      • **makes a swipe towards kez and winks to the polecat at the same time** tis a proffession I didn' stand fer long in. Cold nights, long, blisterin' hot days. Walkin till yer boots 're worn down teh a strip 'o leather. Meager meals 'an beasts all round yew tryin teh slit yer throat. **snorts** so'se I decided I'd try t'e navy. **her eyes sparkle** now that was t'e smartest thing I ever did. Allied mehself wit a risin' power, ublaz, 'an worked meh way up t'e ladder 'o command by any means necessary **chuckles** Rear Admira's 're feed pretty well if I do say mehself.. **grins** yer 'n artist? (NT) -- Bladepaw, 17:17:33 05/05/02 Sun
        • Aye, I've defined th' term "starvin' artist". Not much buisness these days, eh? Hmm, navy...must be splendid, wi' yer own crew an' ship-- no quarrels o'er tents or anything. **grins** (NT) -- Rekire, 03:54:36 05/06/02 Mon
          • **grins** well tis no cup 'o tea, mutiney I'll not stand fer, but meh crew gets 'ungry if we're out on t'e sea to long. **shrugs** but 'm not 's avid a sailor 's I used teh be, at meh age 'an rank, 'an sampetra's placidness, not many reasons fer meh teh sail. No battles bein fought, 'an they dun send 'n old geezer like meh out on patrols **snorts** artist, beasts wit' talents should nae starve. I've been lookin fer a beast ter do me portrait. **the old weasel peers at him** I'd like ter see some 'o yer work lad **grins** (NT) -- Bladepaw, 13:08:48 05/06/02 Mon
            • **smiles cheerfully** Some o' me work, eh? Let's see if'n I have any left...**pulls out several blank canvases from his haversack before coming across one he had painted of the Mossflower Woods, with an otter leaning against a tree** Ah, here 'tis. Th' one I ne'er want to part with...'tis me favourite outta all o' mine. (NT) -- Rekire, 00:46:40 05/07/02 Tue
              • **nods** now theres a fine peice 'o art lad. **chuckles** but then, I'm no judge. I've seen scribblins in t'e dirt I've prclaimed as master peices, but this is a fine peice **winks** where are yeh from lad? (NT) -- Bladepaw, 10:07:47 05/07/02 Tue
                • Thank ye, marm. 'M from th' north-west of here...traveled all me life. I know where m'parents are, but I decided to leave 'em for adventure. (NT) -- Rekire, 01:16:22 05/08/02 Wed
                  • **sighs and looks pensivley** I'm from, mossflower woods, eastern part yeh see, basicaly uninhabited 'cept fer a sligthly nomadic weasel village **chuckles** meh parents, I jest up 'an left, didn' ave much use fer em. ah well, adventure, well yer can try, 'ave yew found it agrees wit yer? (NT) -- Bladepaw, 11:48:19 05/09/02 Thu
                    • Well, y'could say that it did...most o' th' time. But starvation, pain an' uncomforable-ness are all part o' a good time, eh? Though it did get pretty lonely... (NT) -- Rekire, 01:41:28 05/10/02 Fri