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Turning suddenly as the crowd hushed expectantly, Talthyr recognised the look on Legolas' face, silently thanking luck it was a skilled archer preparing to perform a trick on him.
As the arrows flew, ending with one dug into the ground near his feet, he cried out jokingly 'Maybe I'd be best off moving, I've heard of many uses for a sorcerer, but never as a pin-cushion.'
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Resident cantankerous sorcerer of the Clan HADB<br />and Sorcerous Nuttella salesman of the O.R.T<br />  <br /><br />Say NO to the Trouser Tyranny! Can I drill you about this?
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