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Post by gumpytonic on Mar 29, 2006 23:15:13 GMT -5
Kor woke with a start, the wagon jostled and rocked driving along the well-used road. “‘Bout time yeh woke up, lad”, the grizzled and gray wagon driver wheezed, “Some guard yeh are. We’re almost there, it’s jus’ crossed that hill o’er yonder”. Kor watched the landscape spread out from atop the hill, the land of Cormyr. Home of the greatest nation on Faerun. To Korilar, it was a home he hadn’t seen in a long time, but home all the same.
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