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Old 01-20-2003, 12:57 PM   #11
Falathion
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Join Date: Jan 2003
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Falathion has just left Hobbiton.
Sting

"Bah!"

Turgon said with a drunken grin, looking over at the lady that had suddenly appeared at the bar, asking for food.

"The ain't nh Dwarin here, girlll..."

he said with a snort. Pointing at the hobbit, Belin, he then added.

"This hobbitlad just fooled me as well, hick! Dwarin is gone... and missed... or so people say..."

She offered him a glance in the eye, ice cold. As if lightning had struck the old, hardy dwarf, or a ghost was seen when one least expected it, Turgon quickly took his effort, and eyes, back to his mug, that was getting empty.

"E'noher be... hick... er?"

[ January 20, 2003: Message edited by: Falathion ]
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