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*Pebble returns to the Four Latterns to report to Gloiron in the tavern*
*Pebble begins by holding up six fingers. Then starts marching place, whistling a dwarven war march.*
*He then picks up his axe chopping frantically. Replacing it, he pulls his arms in tight, only his hands sticking out from his chest, hunches over and begins biting at imaginary things while walking around.*
*After a few moments of this he stands up straight, arching his arms around his head in a circle and swaying his hips back and forth, darting his tongue in and out.*
*Pebble then runs one on his fingers across his throat and rolls his head down with his tongue hanging out.*
*Extending his left arm, he grips its wrist with his right hand. Pebble shakes his left arm, but does not release his grip with the other*
*Finally, he rips his hand from his wrist as if his grip were broken.*
*Standing straight again his arm at his side he pats his head and extends his other arm straight up as high as it will go and repeats the gesture again, covering his beard with his free hand*
*He then renews his standing march and whistle, gesturing for someone behind to follow*
*Catching his breath he looks to Gloiron questioningly to see if he understood the tale*
*Pebble begins by holding up six fingers. Then starts marching place, whistling a dwarven war march.*
*He then picks up his axe chopping frantically. Replacing it, he pulls his arms in tight, only his hands sticking out from his chest, hunches over and begins biting at imaginary things while walking around.*
*After a few moments of this he stands up straight, arching his arms around his head in a circle and swaying his hips back and forth, darting his tongue in and out.*
*Pebble then runs one on his fingers across his throat and rolls his head down with his tongue hanging out.*
*Extending his left arm, he grips its wrist with his right hand. Pebble shakes his left arm, but does not release his grip with the other*
*Finally, he rips his hand from his wrist as if his grip were broken.*
*Standing straight again his arm at his side he pats his head and extends his other arm straight up as high as it will go and repeats the gesture again, covering his beard with his free hand*
*He then renews his standing march and whistle, gesturing for someone behind to follow*
*Catching his breath he looks to Gloiron questioningly to see if he understood the tale*