Burzdol sat and watched the dwarf and man laugh at an elf over farther. I wonder what's wrong with that elf, wait a minute, thats just tree sap from a northern tree. Hah, he'll be numb for a bit. Laughing to himself he kept watching.
"Would you excuse me for a moment please," he said to the maidens at the table, "I'll be back in a moment. Good, I got away for a bit. At least getting drinks gives me an excuse to leave. The long haired elf pondered his father's death. How could this happen, how? He went up to the bar and ordered eight ales, knowing Bali's habits. As he waited he listened to a close table.
"....and I ran to the troll and hacked it with my axe....hiccup....he didn't stand a chance...." the dwarf trailed into a drunken slumber. Roars of laughter at him arose from the table.
"Here are your drinks," the bar tender said as he handed him a tray filled with drinks.
"Thank you," he said as he paid for the ale. Burzdol walked over to the table.
"Ah, more ale," Bali said as soon as he saw the elf.
"Yeah, hear you go, I thought you would want some extra."
"It looks like you know me better than me, hah!" The jolly dwarf rolled with laughter, "I'm just joking, hah hah hah."
"I just thought you would want some. Here Eruantalon," he said as the man took one.
"Thanks."
[ February 10, 2003: Message edited by: Burzdol ]
[ February 10, 2003: Message edited by: Burzdol ]
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