Maglor the Singer: What about my leg?
T.A. Grimbergen: ooc or is just a bug on my end
Maglor the Singer: ooc bug, heh. come, let us seek out our companions
T.A. Grimbergen: Aye
Maglor the Singer: I am confused
Mari Erilo: What DOES THAT MEAN?
Maglor the Singer: Ah, here you all are. Or most of you
Birk Nawdur: maglo man, grim
Philip Cruz'ado: Only that you are lucky you weren't eaten when they found you. Isn't that a normal thing?
Mari Erilo: DAT SNAKE MAN
T.A. Grimbergen: Birk
Maglor the Singer: Well, I see that things are going along swimmingly
T.A. Grimbergen: Who was going to eat Mari?
Mari Erilo: *looks over at philip* Eat the weak and protect the strong!
Maglor the Singer: Ah, Aron
Aron P'rezli: Greetings friends
Birk Nawdur: where snake
Philip Cruz'ado: Just trying to convince her of her true blood.
Mari Erilo: But I am orc *growls again*
Aron P'rezli: ahhh, hey... mm Maglor
Birk Nawdur: *looks around the grass*
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods* And a babe in the woods is weak, isn't it Mari?
Birk Nawdur: here snake.... here snake...
Mari Erilo: *blinks at philip* You would eat the daughter of your god? You brave man
Maglor the Singer: Well, I understand we have been given a small quest by the authorities in town
Philip Cruz'ado: *laughs* No Mari. But that means you're special.
Maglor the Singer: Namely, to find the theiving halflings and bring them to justice
Philip Cruz'ado: Think on that.
Mari Erilo: *growls again* HUMANS!
Philip Cruz'ado: Vexing, aren't we?
Maglor the Singer: Grimbergen and I, at the least, have had experience in dealing with theiving halflings before
T.A. Grimbergen: Thieving halflings again!?
Maglor the Singer: They are like vermin, they breed like rats
Birk Nawdur: rhaha zraht u harbhakm?
Mari Erilo: r' kut rhag bn ro roho nu ohan nrugo hahukt ro] *repeats to self over and over
T.A. Grimbergen: Aye. I'm sure Mari would find them tasty like rats also
Mari Erilo: TASTY
Maglor the Singer: Well, nonetheless, we must seek them out. Mari, I would prefer that you not cannibalize the dead
Mari Erilo: *blinks at maglor*
Maglor the Singer: Were you to eat the dead we have left in our wake, you would be gigantic
Mari Erilo: *growls lowly* as you wish
Maglor the Singer: Mari\. Mari. You are strange to me.....but I respect you
T.A. Grimbergen: Well Birk, find that snake?
Birk Nawdur: not find snake
Maglor the Singer: You have wisdom, but you are angry
Mari Erilo: Yes? What next? Shall i not breath your air?
Birk Nawdur: find pane. but not snake
Maglor the Singer: I do not understand orcish folk in general
T.A. Grimbergen: Where find pain?
Birk Nawdur: pane right der!!
Maglor the Singer: Tho' one of my best friends is partly orcish
Birk Nawdur: *scratches panes ears*
Maglor the Singer: But you are different
Mari Erilo: Mari not different *shakes her head*
T.A. Grimbergen: Oh! yes, yes...Pane
Maglor the Singer: Not different, you say?
T.A. Grimbergen: *pets pane*
Maglor the Singer: *Shrugs
Mari Erilo: I am orc, same as birk. only birk little messed up
Birk Nawdur: Rhaha rroho ag gkhago?
Mari Erilo: he can't find his clan!
Aron P'rezli: can you see to her? make sure she is allright? I did not know what tosay
Maglor the Singer: All of us.....all of these crazy tormented beings......each of us......we are all different and the same
Mari Erilo: *looks at birk and points to maglor*
Birk Nawdur: rhakhu rhak ag gkhago?
Maglor the Singer: I do not know the orcish tongue
Lytha: TA
Birk Nawdur: grim
Mari Erilo: He asked if you are a snake
T.A. Grimbergen: Lytha!
Lytha: {runs up, looking around wildey
Birk Nawdur: lady run to grim
Mari Erilo: *smiles*
T.A. Grimbergen: Birk?
Lytha: EEPS
Maglor the Singer: I've been called worse
Aron P'rezli: EEP? LYTHA!
T.A. Grimbergen: It's ok Lytha... this man is with us
Mari Erilo: Mari was about to tell him, that you have tongue like snake
Lytha: {watching the Orc, wide eyed}
Aron P'rezli: *smiles*
T.A. Grimbergen: See the nice doggy he has?
Lytha: Puppy!!
Maglor the Singer: And THAT I have heard many times
Birk Nawdur: Pane
Mari Erilo: *smiles*
Lytha: {pets the puppy} Nice puppy.. {but watches the Orc carefully}
Aron P'rezli: you are a wise man sir Philip
Maglor the Singer: come, let us join the others
Mari Erilo: you snake, i tiger and *looks around* one with child lamb
Birk Nawdur: *is oblivious to that* birk wolf! like pane
Lytha: {jumps back}
T.A. Grimbergen: And what am I, Mari?
Maglor the Singer: [Shout] Aron, Philip....won't you join us?
Mari Erilo: rag runroh gruht rhago ohanok rar rrok ro rhag ha zraht
Lytha: No hurt puppy!
Birk Nawdur: gkhago kun nhagno kuut nru
Mari Erilo: you man who follows no god
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah...I see.
Dawuu Guard: Excuse me Lord maglor
Lytha: {moves away from the guard}
Birk Nawdur: *grins*
Maglor the Singer: Yes?
Dawuu Guard: Ye trying to wake the dead?
Maglor the Singer: Forgive me, friend. I will not yell again
Dawuu Guard: forgiven of coarse good sir. *bows*
Mari Erilo: SIR *looks at maglor*
Lytha: {still hides behind the puppy}
Aron P'rezli: we should see to the others, sorry to keep you, thanks friend
Mari Erilo: If mari not eat what we kill, den can i eat these elves?
Maglor the Singer: Have any given thought to where and when we must be on our way?
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods*
Aron P'rezli: I did. it didn't
Philip Cruz'ado: Only once. Keep trying.
Aron P'rezli: *smiles happily to see lytha*
Lytha: {flinches away, then smiles shyly}
Philip Cruz'ado: Hello, lass.
Maglor the Singer: Where are we to go?
Lytha: {hugging the puppy} I walked.
Aron P'rezli: North
T.A. Grimbergen: To the amulet's beckoning
Maglor the Singer: North, then? Are all ready to set out?
Aron P'rezli: *looks to Saraphin and the amulet*
Maglor the Singer: Or do we need another day of rest?
Philip Cruz'ado: *shakes his head* We really need to find you some better clothes, Lytha.
Mari Erilo: I though we find happing?
Lytha: Not like my gown? Its pretty.
Aron P'rezli: *rubs eyes* I ... am ready to travel at a momen't notice
Birk Nawdur: pahg gkur hhakt kuut
Maglor the Singer: Aron is ready....what of the rest of you?
Mari Erilo: YOU DO?
Lytha: {looks confused, smoothing the fabric}
Philip Cruz'ado: I though all girls liked new clothes.
Mari Erilo: *looks at birk*
T.A. Grimbergen: Lead on, Maglor
Mari Erilo: WAIT
Birk Nawdur: maglo man
Maglor the Singer: Philip, are you ready? And you Birk?
Mari Erilo: Birk know land well
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods* Aye.
Mari Erilo: *sighs*
Lytha: {still petting the puppy}
Aron P'rezli: HE is coming with us? *shakes head*
Maglor the Singer: And you Sara, are you ready?
Birk Nawdur: rhaha?
Saraphin: If Mari's leg is healed and Ta's toes
Lytha: Nice puppy.
Maglor the Singer: Very well then.......I say we set out immediately
Aron P'rezli: and you approve of this, Maglor and TA?
T.A. Grimbergen: I'll manage
Birk Nawdur: *sniffs at the air*
Maglor the Singer: I think Birk will be a good addition
T.A. Grimbergen: Indeed, Aron.
Mari Erilo: *growls at aron*
Birk Nawdur: *sniffs*
Maglor the Singer: He has knowledge of the land......he is brave
Aron P'rezli: *looks at his orcish features*
Lytha: {jumps back}
Aron P'rezli: a much needed improvement
Maglor the Singer: *smiles
Lytha: {looks confused} Puppy hurt?
Maglor the Singer: Very well then, let us set off
Aron P'rezli: well I suppose if you trust him, I'll only keep one eye on him
Birk Nawdur: *sniffs*
T.A. Grimbergen: Did you find a weaponsmith, Maglor?
Maglor the Singer: Yes, Grimbergen. I am armed again
Birk Nawdur: rhaha nohh haoktg pahg zhak nhago tor rroho nro' koot ku?
Aron P'rezli: *stares at Mari communicating with Birk*
Mari Erilo: nro' haho kun rhaha'g haoktg hakt nro' tu kun hagnok nu ro
Lytha: {flinches away, then smiles} Sara? {hugs her}
Birk Nawdur: not..?
Mari Erilo: no
Saraphin: *smiles*
Mari Erilo: *cuts birk off*
Maglor the Singer: Let us go
T.A. Grimbergen: What is this for?
Philip Cruz'ado: Your armor.
Lytha: {smiles shyly at Nope}
Mari Erilo: a nhhagoh ranr nror ukh' nu goob nro uko ranr zraht hahago, nrhan ag r' mup
Lytha: {moves a little closer}
T.A. Grimbergen: I should give you a portion of this to donate to your temple
Mari Erilo: *looks at lytha and flinches*
Lytha: {looks lost and confused}
Philip Cruz'ado: Just use it to help another, and it will be fine.
Birk Nawdur: pahg kun ktohgnhakt
T.A. Grimbergen: Aye, good man
Mari Erilo: *looks pleeding ly at philip to get her away from mari*
Aron P'rezli: *shakes head*
Lytha: Puppy? {pets teh puppy again, but watching Pain nervously}
Mari Erilo: *whispers in his ear* they are chiefs birk
Aron P'rezli: I feel we should be concerned about tarrying here to long
Mari Erilo: *nods at aron's words*
Maglor the Singer: Let us set out, then. These townfolk have been gracious to us. Let us not wear out our welcome
Aron P'rezli: yes, I fear I have wronged the braggart that was put to task
Birk Nawdur: maglo man say he want go to ice mountain?
Lytha: good puppy..
Maglor the Singer: Yes, that is where we must go, Birk
Birk Nawdur: in ale house
Lytha: {suddenly looks up and stares at Silver Cream}
Maglor the Singer: Lead us on
Birk Nawdur: have to thru temple
Aron P'rezli: but it was his own misspeaking, using the name of his deity so
Birk Nawdur: cave under temple
Maglor the Singer: Lead us there, Birk
Birk Nawdur: follow birk?
Maglor the Singer: yes, we will follow thee
Lytha: Come on puppy!
Aron P'rezli: *looks around*
Lytha: {watches Nope saddly}
Birk Nawdur: in temple
Belduil Deseve'len: Hail, welcome to clerics goods would ye like to see some goods? Or doest thee wish to praise Silvanus.
Lytha: puppy?
Birk Nawdur: have go thru cave
Maglor the Singer: Just Praising the great Silvanius
Belduil Deseve'len: Good for you young man
Birk Nawdur: ready?
Maglor the Singer: ready
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