amron looked over he had been keeping a low profile since he had made coments about the elves at a near by table but this young man intreaged him he took a long draw from his pipe and walked over "an ale land lord" he said the turning to the weary looking man next to him he said "greetings friend would you care to sit with me a while? you look like a man that has a tale to tell and i would like to haer it, but not at the bar walls have ears" he glared at the elves who where looking up at them "come sit with me at my table"
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'Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.'~ Che Guevara.
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