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    "I tell ya, those damn deaders were a might imposing lads." I exclaimed as the ale flowed and the few merchants and farmers gulped down the suds that I had just bought.

    "I took my sword and gave em a right good thrashing, but it was thirsty work, I must tell ya lads. Why, one of em glowed green and gold all over and had a wicked scythe. I never did see such a sight before in all my days!"

    I took another long drink from my mug of ale and then threw the lass a few more stags to keep the golden brew flowing about the Menacing Mariner, where I stored a few choice belongings and a bit of armor and such.

    "I cut my way through the bastards and up to some right nasty looking building, all aglow with weird lights and all. I got ta tell you lads that my arm was weary, my mouth dry, and all I could think of was a bit oh ale and my cozy rooms here in this here establishment."

    I took another long drink and wiped whipped the foam from my beard. "It took me a bit oh sword work ta make it through the press and grasp the flag my bosses wanted, but make it I did. Damnable thing those deaders."

    I looked around at the lads and saw that half of em was drunk and couldn't understand a word I was telling and the rest were plumb asleep! Damn farmers!
    Erolith Mornmist Undead Hunter
    Kraken Priest and crafter
    Fingers O'Hoolihan Inebriated Monk

    Out here in the perimeter there are no stars, out here we is stoned immaculate!
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