From: Heath LEES (muddy999_at_bigpond.com)
Date: Thu Aug 28 2003 - 07:58:47 BST
Garrott sitting in the sun, the light warming his broad dark lined back, turned at the approach of the small bald dwarf. He had for a time found some peace within the small glade and used it to remember the connection between the Obsidimen and the Earth. The food he consumed reminded him of the fare that he and his kin consumed up in the secret valley of his creation. Listening to the warning of the small Dwarf, the big Obsidiman rocks himself to his feet and strolls over casually. Sitting in the long grass beside the small Dwarf, he nods and takes a small flask from his pack. Slowly he takes one of the cups from the stack by the cooking items and pours a glass of water, which he hands to the Dwarf. After he has taken a swallow he too also takes a swallow up ending the mug.
"Thankyou for your hospitality Zoot, I shall return one day and see you." Feeling that he need say no more, the big warrior stands. "Let us get ready to go."
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