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Let's see if I can remember how this went...
I was apparently this long-hoped for heroine...I went to Gurthang the armorer/forger for fostoring until my time came. Gurthang was rather middle-aged and very overweight...he may have had some physical problems due to this. (Sorry, Gurth.)
While I was learning the ancient art of making chain mail out of wire rings, my time came, and I was to go out to face the bad guy, who appeared to be Nogrod.
I was assisted by my faithful Hookbill, and I think EomerotR and Lommy. We charged onto the field yelling bloody murder, and I woke up.
I don't know how it ended. I probably won.
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door
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