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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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"Oh my head..."
Nogrod came back to his senses. Well at least somewhat. His skirt was still wet from Naria's mug of water that had not had the desired effect. "Soo hungry... but can't stand the pancakes", he muttered basically to himself. Slowly he got him up from the chair and staggered to the door, his head was both heavy and light at the same time, his brain was swimming here and there. "Okay brothers and sisters, I and I need to have some food and time for thought. Maybe some refreshments not sold in this bar..." He tried to flash a smile, but kind of didn't succeed in it. "I'll be back in the evening with some ideas. Promise you guys that. Now I'm just too tired and dizzy. But funny how little things light fires when any bigger ideas are not around. Maybe we should think the argument between Boro and Kath again? Kath seems to be ready to spread her suspicion quite hastily. Quote:
Nogrod shrugged his shoulders as he went out of the bar. |
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