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Folwren · 10-18-2007, 07:17 PM

Uldor handed his reins to his squire and took a few steps forward. Khandr’s approach had stopped abruptly and he was locked in what appeared to be a heated, though short, discussion with a ragged old man from the press of people around them. The Ulfing watched Khandr and the stranger closely for a moment, but as their talk drew on his curiosity rose. What would keep the Borrim leader back from meeting him as he should? Why should this beggar man be more important than the proper office of greeting him.

Uldor walked forward suddenly. At that moment, though, as he approached, the stranger turned away from Khandr and wove his way swiftly through the crowd of men. Khandr sat upon his horse, staring after him with a clenched jaw.

“Friend Khandr!” Uldor hailed as he drew near. Friend? A smile twitched at the side of his mouth before he continued. “Why do you tarry? Is the hunt not ready to begin?”

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10-18-2007, 07:17 PM	#11
Folwren Messenger of Hope Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States. Posts: 5,076	Uldor handed his reins to his squire and took a few steps forward. Khandr’s approach had stopped abruptly and he was locked in what appeared to be a heated, though short, discussion with a ragged old man from the press of people around them. The Ulfing watched Khandr and the stranger closely for a moment, but as their talk drew on his curiosity rose. What would keep the Borrim leader back from meeting him as he should? Why should this beggar man be more important than the proper office of greeting him. Uldor walked forward suddenly. At that moment, though, as he approached, the stranger turned away from Khandr and wove his way swiftly through the crowd of men. Khandr sat upon his horse, staring after him with a clenched jaw. “Friend Khandr!” Uldor hailed as he drew near. Friend? A smile twitched at the side of his mouth before he continued. “Why do you tarry? Is the hunt not ready to begin?”