07-19-2002, 04:09 AM
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Jack Burton 
Join Date: November 10, 2001
Location: Bathurst & Orange, in constant flux
Age: 38
Posts: 5,452
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OOC: Dagorion, you left out numerous "new"s Also, please disable your signature in this thread
The Elf ignores the dwarf, in typical fashion, and draws a small flute from his robes. He puts the instrument to his lips, and starts playing a sweet melody, with the skill of an obvious bard.
The music echoes throughout the chamber, and the brown bear melds into the very air of the room. The body on the bed heaves slightly, and opens it`s eyes; as life returns to Dagorion`s face, the music fades out and the bard puts his instrument away.
"The curse has lifted. He will be himself again in a few days. Leave him now to rest- he has been through much, though it may not look like it"
[ 07-19-2002, 04:14 AM: Message edited by: LennonCook ]
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