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1. Aftermath of the Third War, Beli's Tale | July 3rd, 2005 | No Comments »
I overheard this night elf loudly attempting to form a militia by declaring that their mission was to fight those who opposed life. Let me say that again: To fight those … who opposed life.
Now it could just be me way of thinking, but if ye opposed life, wouldn’t ye be dead?
1. Aftermath of the Third War, Ringo's Tale | November 23rd, 2004 | No Comments »
The guard glared down at them, beard bristling.
Ringo tugged at Dolly’s sleeve.
“Kneel, girlie!” Then, to Beli, kneeling on the other side of him, “I told ye we shouldn’t have brought her.”
“Shhh!” Beli scowled, “The king!”
1. Aftermath of the Third War, Ringo's Tale | November 21st, 2004 | No Comments »
The gnome pressed her nose to the bear’s black one. The bear seemed a little perplexed by this, but highly entertained.
1. Aftermath of the Third War, Ringo's Tale | November 20th, 2004 | No Comments »
Once the gunshots stopped echoing, the bear cub bounded out of the tunnel, into the snow, the violence of a moment before already forgotten.
1. Aftermath of the Third War, Ringo's Tale | November 17th, 2004 | No Comments »
“What are you going to name the bear?” Grelin Whitebeard had cleared a spot on the Anvilmar bar, and dipped his quill into the bronze inkwell by his hand, continuing to write.