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10-08-2002, 04:28 PM
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Dec 2001
Location: A place worse then Mordor........School!
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^^^^^^Lonely Mountain^^^^^^^
The pony Hringa managed to save happened to be his own. As he held onto it's reins he began to talk under his breath to it. You're very lucky I was being greedy. I should have saved the King's pony. It's just those spiders were unlike anything I've ever seen and I got distracted. The small, dapple gray pony nudged Hringa's bag and the dwarf pulled out an apple to feed it with. When asked to gather wood Hringa responded with enthusiasm. He was glad to be working again. He lead the pony with him as he searched and placed his findings on its stong back, all the while talking to it. "Feels good to be doing somthing doesn't it, my friend? Though I don't fancy straying to far. Those spiders are probably still about." The pony gave a winny as if replying. Even after the work had been done Hringa kept the faithfull pony at his side. [ October 11, 2002: Message edited by: Rose Cotton ]
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