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Old 10-12-2002, 12:01 PM   #218
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***** DALE-Girion *****

It seemed to Girion that nature and the Forest were bent on keeping them from the river. He had been riding in the first wagon when the axle snapped, and now he found himself in the mud of the road along with the rest of the baggage and goods. His leg was still very tender, and faithful as he was about keeping it clean and covered with salve, still it did not appear to be healing. He pushed the pain of his movement to the back of his mind, and heaved himself to his feet.

The Dwarves had gathered about the wagon. He could see Rubin and Orodan helping to gather up the scattered contents along with Hringa. The others stood about pointing and at the wheel and axle and discussing what they might do. Fixing it did not seem an option in their discussion.

Girion approached Stonehelm. 'Shall we load all this onto the other carts?' He pointed to the mound of goods that had now been piled just to the side of the road. 'The other carts look full to bursting already. I don't know how much more the ponies can pull. Were I making the decision, I might suggest we strip down to essentials now in order to carry on.' He looked at Stonehelm, surveying the extent of the damage. 'But then these are your goods and your people. I will follow your lead in this.'
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