From: Heath Lees (muddy999_at_bigpond.com)
Date: Fri Mar 07 2003 - 03:50:42 GMT
Kaleb opens one eye and regards the Windling with a bloodhsot orb.
"I ave nay doubt about yer speakin with tree's, but that description sounds
like it be needin some attention. From a tree tha size, a small name giver,
if'n it was a name giver could be a bloody Troll'n all, I mean hae a look at
the size o it?" He waves a hand absently at the tree's behind the party.
"Aye though it sounds like it would be one o th Dwarves from the band neh?
Could yer ask the tree an all if'n the things head was above or below the
beast o burdens shoulder...mebbe tha would give us more of'n idea. Would be
a fine Dwarf indeed who would fall from an honest days work te thievin from
people and any Dwarf I would catch like tha would soon feel th toe o me
hobnailed boot in his jaxie." Kaleb sits up and begins stroking his beard.
"Aye, I suppose I could always let ya know me plan. Ways I thinkin, is if'n
they be havin guards at night mebbe a little far from the group, I hae some
darts fer me blowgun, which should hopefully be putting him te sleep." He
pats his pack, with the long tube made from rich looking cherry wood and
with brass ends. "Minden yer, I am only new at extractin the elixirs and
things from plants en brrewin em te something useful. Still, might be worth
givin it a try as it seems to have a little less fuss about it, bastard
would probably think it was some bitey thing o the night, especially if Pean
could send a few te harrass em before hand." The dwarf slumps back onto his
pack and puts a long blade of grass in his mouth, chewing on it, whislt
appearing deep in thought. "S'just a thought an all and would save us allot
of time from havin to bust their skulls three ways frem tomorra."
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