From: Doug (gryphon4101_at_comcast.net)
Date: Thu Jul 31 2003 - 01:13:27 BST
>>Garrott stands slowly and looks to Rose and then Maerath. "Perhaps we warriors are best practiscing our art in mock battle. Let us allow our companions to discuss this in more depth, for I am uncertain of such magical things. I sense the heart of a warrior in each of you and in such circumstances our faith in Thystonius may blow away the grief that saps my energy." Without waiting to seeif they follow him, the huge rock man stoops and steps into the street.<<
Maerath runs out after Garrott, "Wait a minute, what was that you said back there? The heart of a warrior?" Maerath's head down, eyes wandering as if thinking, and then in a slightly more quiet tone, "The mask of a warrior...the heart of a warrior...does that mean...?"
Maerath looks at Garrott, and then up as Rose approaches. "You know...I need to find out if I can even swing a sword." He pulls the two-handed sword strapped to his back out. "So how does this mock battle thing work....?" he says with a slight grin.
-Doug
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