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by waysoftheearth » Tue Nov 13, 2012 11:44 pm
tonneau wrote:
Gustave gives Dieter and Ulric a half-salute, before exiting the barn, happy to be underway. He shuffles up the ranks of the walking troop until beside the newcomer, and offers him something of an apologetic grin.
"Torben wasnt it?", he says by way of greeting, "I don't mean for us to get off on the wrong foot, but those in our position need to be somewhat cautious you understand - especially when it comes to unannounced guests jumping out of haystacks at our 'secret' rendezvous...ha!", he says, giving the chap a comradely slap on the shoulder, "But if our dwarf judges you worthy...", he leaves it unfinished, though his eyes radiate warmth.
"So...a betting man eh? I dont mind a flutter myself", he continues, rummaging around his pack for a few moments without breaking stride, before extracting a bent-looking object that may once have come from a bake-house.
"Pastry?" he says, offering it with a raised brow and a grin.
[f=32]
Golgildir the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak,
lantern; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges;
torch[/f]