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Post by gathera on Nov 14, 2016 4:53:20 GMT -5
"Well maybe the suggestion will work" With that a small poster is fixed to the fence post.  |
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Post by nothingtosee on Nov 15, 2016 9:32:37 GMT -5
An elf dressed in the traditional garb of of the Cormanthor inquires with Kale about likely times to encounter somebody named Vana. Upon being asked for reasons he lets him know that he might have a dagger vaguely matching the description of what said Vana seems to be looking for in his posession. He also mentions plans to check in every so often, in case Kale would be inclined to pass the information on, buys some bread and heads out, again.
(( PM to arrange a meeting ))
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Post by gathera on Nov 19, 2016 4:24:39 GMT -5
I rolled the blade over in my hands admiring the blades elegant curve. Razor-sharp even for bone but the dagger was so much more than sharp. Oh yes it was so very much more. A fragment of her lay dormant within the blade. Shimmering azure runes etched upon the blade spoke to me of the daggers true nature. To think it only took only mere money to acquire the blade. Still the task was not easy as I had first thought it would be, but that no longer mattered all that did was the weapon was now mine.
// The poster is now removed.
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