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			Nilak had fumbled with the keys when they first arrived at the warehouse. Then he had to resist the urge to drink the wine he had put off to the side for himself. Every now and then he'd look up from his work and eye the bottle.
 The hut was large and the coals were not enough to keep it heated. "Boy," Nilak snapped, "Get us some more coals. We don't want to freeze to death." Nilak went back to work as Thynne went out for more coals.
 
 The two older Lossoths moved the supplies out of their way and worked some more on the preparing the barrels. When Thynne returned Nilak threw a coil of rope at his feet. The boy picked it up and moved it out like he had with most of the other supplies. Nilak and Tarn continued their work. Everything had to be ready for when Marreth and the Corsairs arrived.
 
				 Last edited by Kitanna; 10-23-2004 at 09:08 PM.
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