Theoric slowly walking through the halls and up the stairs to his room. He had no knowledge of what waited for him on the other side of that door.
Theoric finally noticed what was going on when he opened the door to his room. Lo! and behold, there were two Elves, both dressed alike, in forest green apparel.
Theoric was dumbstruck and angry. Theoric slowly walked in, everything was silent. The Elves eyed him, judging every move he made.
Dwarven humor and jokes were not that appropriate at most even. They would say what came out of their mouths at times. Here is a perfect example.
Theoric came up to the Elves, their fists clenched. He parted his lips and said, "I get the bed, you two get the floor."
[ June 07, 2003: Message edited by: Theoric Windcaller ]
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