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Pile O'Bones
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: Norway
Posts: 14
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OOC: Takin you're a hobbit, Belin... as we're in the Shire.. correct me if me's wrong...
BIC: "Bah! Had too much beer..." Turgon mumbled to himself at the hobbits remark..." "Me kin drink ale from the mug like water from the running river, me fine hobbit!" Turgon grinned and gave a hint for another beer. The hobbit just smiled at his silly remark, the dwarf was loosing his ability to speak clearly. Him having had enough beer couldn't be questioned. After waiting for that next beer, Turgon got impatient. "What is yer name, me hobbit?" He asked kindly, yet with a serious undertone. A dwarf wanting ale, and not getting it was as bad an offense as taking a husbands wife... or almost anyway... In other words, it could very easily lead to a fist fight.
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