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Burzdol · 02-11-2003, 05:29 PM

Eruantalon started telling an old tale. Suddenly Burzdol stared at a pretty maiden walking by the bar.

"Sorry, but would you excuse me for a moment I see a friend of mine," with that Burzdol excused himself from the table and walked over.

"Hello again."

"Oh, thats where you went," she said, "I need to talk to you."

"You see that elf over there?" she pointed to the foaming mouthed elf.

"Yeah. What about him?"

"Don't mess with him. He saw us talking a while back. And he doesn't like to take these type things lightly. He thinks he is a little more than he is and is quite annoying."

"Why would he care if we talk?"

"Just because."

"What's that in your hands?" he said as he noticed as he looked down.

"Just my favorite book, nothing much."

"Who is it?"

"A dwarven writer by the name of Belre' Iceledge. The book is The Tales Of Moria."

"Hey Burzdol come back over, you have to hear this," Bali yelled across the room.

Burzdol bid a farewell to the maiden and walked to the table. He listened to the story, though said nothing. His mindtrailed about Eltor, his father, and Bali's enbarkment. He really liked Eltor, but didn't really know much about her. Then he wondered about that elf. Why would it matter if we talked. I think there's more to this elf than meets the eye. Bali and Elwen's laughter broke his thoughts.

"Pass me an ale please."

[ February 11, 2003: Message edited by: Burzdol ]

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Burzdol Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: The Fair City of Rivendell Posts: 274	Eruantalon started telling an old tale. Suddenly Burzdol stared at a pretty maiden walking by the bar. "Sorry, but would you excuse me for a moment I see a friend of mine," with that Burzdol excused himself from the table and walked over. "Hello again." "Oh, thats where you went," she said, "I need to talk to you." "You see that elf over there?" she pointed to the foaming mouthed elf. "Yeah. What about him?" "Don't mess with him. He saw us talking a while back. And he doesn't like to take these type things lightly. He thinks he is a little more than he is and is quite annoying." "Why would he care if we talk?" "Just because." "What's that in your hands?" he said as he noticed as he looked down. "Just my favorite book, nothing much." "Who is it?" "A dwarven writer by the name of Belre' Iceledge. The book is The Tales Of Moria." "Hey Burzdol come back over, you have to hear this," Bali yelled across the room. Burzdol bid a farewell to the maiden and walked to the table. He listened to the story, though said nothing. His mindtrailed about Eltor, his father, and Bali's enbarkment. He really liked Eltor, but didn't really know much about her. Then he wondered about that elf. Why would it matter if we talked. I think there's more to this elf than meets the eye. Bali and Elwen's laughter broke his thoughts. "Pass me an ale please." [ February 11, 2003: Message edited by: Burzdol ] __________________ "Kill them all for all I care. You just keep that bow away from me!"