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Great Mahal..... Breathed Frain, as Orodan and Girion ran through the company, banging stick and pots to wake them up.
Frain sleepily got up, just as Stonehelm joined him. They looked at each other a moment, and a smile crept over Frain's lips. They ran and tackled the two who had so noisely woken them up.
With a leap Girion was down on the ground, with Stonehelm protecting his beard as the man tried to pull it.
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Heh....go ahead and try... thought Frain as he lept into the hair and tackled Orodan. A loud noise of an elf and dwarf hitting the ground raced through the camp. Clinging and clanging rang in the air as pots and pans hit the ground.
Burin, of course, could not resist. Soon, it was a three-way brawl between Frain, Orodan, and Burin.
[ October 16, 2002: Message edited by: Aylwen Dreamsong ]
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