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'Taking huge strides over the winding paths and low hills of the pleasant town Ulrik stopped occasionally to have a brief chat with a number of old faces, and hearing news from old aquaintances.
Walking up to the small cabin he knocked but no-one answered, trying again he was once more confronted by silence.
'Hmmmm, knowing her she's tending her plants.'
He strolled round the back to see Taowolf (OOC:Is that her name?) looking after her wide expanse of herbs and flowers.
'Hello there Miss Taowolf, I haven't been seeing you in quite a while, how's life been to you? Not too bad I hope, and I must ask, have you noticed that fight as going on down there?'
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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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