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			Oh, I'm doing quite well for my age, thank you; however, the portrait up in the attic is looking rather grotesque.  
		
		
		
		
		
		
			 
		
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			Morsul would have added something witty but his mouth was stuffed with delicious food.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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			Kuruharan rides up in a pony driven cart.  The excitement over the heaps of fireworks contained within prevents any in the crowd from noticing the large dragon gliding serenely high above in the sky. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			Not being one to waste time, Kuruharan busily set about placing the fireworks in rows about...the entire village. However, before succumbing to utter pyromania, Kuruharan restrained himself to only set off a small set of fireworks reading "Happy Birthday to Nerwen" and allowing all and sundry to read them...before guffawing mightily and setting off a general conflagration. 
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	...finding a path that cannot be found, walking a road that cannot be seen, climbing a ladder that was never placed, or reading a paragraph that has no...  | 
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			Join Date: Dec 2004 
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			alatar, leaning heavily upon his staff as if come from a long journey, walked up to the New Party tree.  Seeing the remnants of what appeared to a very great celebration - much trampled grass, a faint whiff of fireworks, a small stub of a brightly coloured candle, a small piece of thread that perhaps belonged to a ribbon - he gave out a long sigh, and, having come to some decision, used the end of his staff to poke around in the ground. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			He rooted out a flat rock, and by using a smaller piece of stone, scratched back and forth across his new found 'parchment.' "Nerwen - Happy Belated 111 - a" alatar set the stone under the New Party tree, gave it a short bow, and began walking back off into the East, from which he had come. 
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			Many belated - but no less sincere or happy - returns to you, Nerwen.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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			Kitanna rushes up, extremely late days late in fact, clutching a pillow and a bottle of scotch. Seeing the party mostly dissipated she sits in the grass, setting herself up to go back to sleep.  
		
		
		
		
		
		
			"Happy 111th, Nerwen!" 
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