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Nilpaurion Felagund · 02-14-2004, 03:36 AM

A full breakfast table. Flói was looking on as the other Dwarves scarfed down platters of sausages and eggs on the table. Despite the appealing aroma tickling his nose - and the fact that he hasn't eaten since last night - he wasn't hungry. It's as if cram has been stuffed down his stomach - Which of course is only an illusion that will disappear as soon as the feeling of excitement passes, he thought.

"I'll have to eat." Once his decision was made, he walked toward the table to claim a spot, when -

"Up and at it, lads! Pack the dishes and the left over breakfast!"

"Great." Flói glumly grabbed a sausage and headed for his oliphauntine bag. "I'll probably be dead of hunger before we reach Moria."

02-14-2004, 03:36 AM	#11
Nilpaurion Felagund Scion of The Faithful Join Date: Apr 2003 Location: The brink, where hope and despair are akin. [The Philippines] Posts: 5,312	A full breakfast table. Flói was looking on as the other Dwarves scarfed down platters of sausages and eggs on the table. Despite the appealing aroma tickling his nose - and the fact that he hasn't eaten since last night - he wasn't hungry. It's as if cram has been stuffed down his stomach - Which of course is only an illusion that will disappear as soon as the feeling of excitement passes, he thought. "I'll have to eat." Once his decision was made, he walked toward the table to claim a spot, when - "Up and at it, lads! Pack the dishes and the left over breakfast!" "Great." Flói glumly grabbed a sausage and headed for his oliphauntine bag. "I'll probably be dead of hunger before we reach Moria." Last edited by Nilpaurion Felagund; 02-16-2004 at 12:09 AM.