| Enattantiat | Дата: Пятница, 24.05.2013, 14:47 | Сообщение # 1 |
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| The oldest elven man Attrebus had ever seen watched them enter with obvious curiosity.The man nodded and left through a side door, returning a moment later with two steaming bowls of something and some bread.It turned out to be some sort of chowder, and despite some unfamiliar flavors, Attrebus thought it was the best thing he had eaten in a long time, possibly because he hadn't eaten anything in a long time.A few moments later two flagons of spiced mead joined the stew, and Attrebus felt officially happy.He looked up and saw the old man still regarding them.We don't call it much of anything.They were allied with house Indoril, yes?If the Great Houses couldn't stop the wrack of Morrowind, what good are they?I like it up here.It's mostly quiet, not like the city.
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A few raiders now and then, but Sathil is still capable of handling that.Is something wrong with him?
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Do either of you have any sorcery?Not as much lately.Anyway, his gates will be closed by now, but you could go up there in the morning.In the meantime, how about a couple of nice beds?The beds weren't so nice, but they were better than cold dirt.
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