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Artelm 16/18
Artelm looked quite surprised when he saw another appear...apparently through some portal. He listened to her story, as much as she would tell of it anyway, and decided that it would be interesting to find out more about her, but later...for the day was taking its toll on the halfling.
As night fell all went to bed except Aeriah, who decided to take first watch. Artelm couldn't help himself but take a quick peak at the belongings of his fellow tentmates, his inquisitive nature taking over. He was careful not to take anything though, and didn't actually touch anything, just looked at the backpacks, wondering what he could get if he turned back now. He saw sense though, and goodness flushed through him...it wasn't good to steal from companions, and so he quickly went to sleep, taking care not to be seen...
As morning dawned and Artelm woke, he decided this would be a day of strengthining his realtions; well, what relations he had.
"Morning Aeriah, did you have a good rest? How is the pixie doing? Has she recovered from her strop?"
[ 11-25-2004, 06:59 PM: Message edited by: RoSs_bg2_rox ]
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