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			Join Date: Jul 2000 
				Location: Where pride pays silver and plays golden 
				
				
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			<font face="Verdana"><table><TR><TD><FONT SIZE="1" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Shade of Carn Dûm 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
	Posts: 298</TD><TD><img src=http://suldalpic.homestead.com/files/00004.jpg WIDTH=60 HEIGHT=60></TD></TR></TABLE> <img src="http://www.barrowdowns.com/images/posticons/bluepal.jpg" align=absmiddle> Mind if I cut in? Well then, would anyone mind if I took up the task? If so, sorry. If not then answer me this one: <blockquote>Quote:<hr> "I always imagined that as one journeyed south it got warmer and merrier, until winter was left behind for ever."<hr></blockquote> Who said it, and what was he/she saying it about? They all gazed at him. His hair was white as snow in the sunshine; and gleaming white was his robe; the eyes under his deep brows were bright, piercing as the rays of the sun; power was in his hand. Between wonder, joy, and fear they found no words to say. 'I have passed through fire and deep water, since we parted. I have forgotten much that I thought I knew, and learned much that I had forgotten. I can see things far off, but many things close at hand I cannot see. I shall tell you of my tales at <a href=http://pub58.ezboard.com/bsuldalskeep>Sûldal's Keep</a> ." </p>  | 
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