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Old 05-03-2004, 09:22 PM   #23
Firondoiel
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“Keld!” called Firi when she saw her friend dodging the orcs. She raced to help her through the crowd when there was an explosion in the tent next her. The force of it knocked her to the ground as the stolen firework headed towards the stars and busted into it’s rain of colour. Some of the crowd clapped, others were too drunk to noticed, and others were hurrying to the flaming tent.

Firi shook her head in an attempt to clear the fogginess from it. “Firi?” asked Keld’s voice.

“Hmmm?” replied Firi groggily.

“Are you alright?” asked Elbie from the other side of her.

“Just fine. Should I be otherwise?” asked Firi with a lopsided grin.

“Oh, no. Not at all.” Replied Leo.

Her friends helped her up and they walked back to their tent. The night was wearing into morning and the party would end soon. The group packed up all their things and gave one last look at the party. It had been wonderful to be back with the Downers again and now back to home.
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