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Post by elsemir on Oct 4, 2006 13:13:39 GMT -5
Elsemir stood before the forge of the in Avaren. It was an odd place, it had the warmth of the fires but it seemed saddened by the recent events. He knocked on the door and went inside. The blast of heat hit him hard in the face. "I need help with a little metal work and this seemed like the lodgical place." A helper showed him to the forge master. "I wish to ask for some repairs, my sword was damaged, can you help me?"
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