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Markul
He looked around and saw the hooded one shopping, and realized that she was very concerned to keep her attention on her newfound friend. He turned back and smiled, realizing that she was tougher than he'd imagined and that this disguise was not as suitable as he had hoped. He was in need of a story. Hmmmm...
"My apologies for the intrusion. I could not help noticing that you look like me to a large measure...and...well...I have never known the land from whence I came. I was sold by my parents, as my Master tells me...to come and live in this land, away from the origin of my birth. When I see you, I see my home, and I only wish to know more of it. I see you are with the one that is cowled in cloth. Is she also from our land?"
[ 01-18-2004, 10:00 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]
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