quite a few elves where gathering in the dragon tonight far more than he had seen in a while it must be said he didnt like them he draind his jar and walked to the bar "mr dwarf, il have an ale" as he put his jar on the bar he stared at the elves that wherent to far away and said in a loud voice "more of there kind than useual in hear eh dwarin" "yes sir" he said "cant say i care for them" he said snearing at the elves
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