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Wight
Join Date: Dec 2002
Location: Behind you, counting to 3
Posts: 234
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As the elf handed him the gem the boy reached out slowly, almost as if he was afraid the stone would burn him. His small hand wrapped around it. He dug into his pockets and found a small chains which he hung the broach on. Hanging it around his neck inside his jacket he looked up. "Uh, thanks," he said haltingly.
He mulled over the word Enien in his mind, deciphering the meaning. Sounds ok, he thought.
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