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Vincent Pathfinder 98/98
" Thank you for the offer Sir Marcos, it is good to know my name is cleared with Inquisitor. I may take you up on that horse some day, but right now is not the time. If that drow is still a foot then he need's to be brought to pay for his dark way's. The fonkin will not live much longer if I have any luck this morning. Silt, we will talk later. with a nod to those in the room, Vincent went out to follow Yevaud, almost as soon as he sit foot in the hall he almost collided with a mud covered guardsman. Paying him no real attention other then to make sure he hadnt infringed the mans movement, Vincent headed down the hall. He could Yevaud chanting. As he reached the door way and broke through to the damp cool air of the bog. He saw several darts shoot from Yevaud's hand. Following there direction he quickly knocked to arrows and prepared to shoot them at the missles target. Barely seeing there target he decided to shoot several volley's in the general direction. The drow was just far enough into the swamp to make it hard to catch him. " Let the bog and its slithering dwellers have the night crawler. Worst case scenario, I will meet him again, it will not be hard to miss a one eared dark elf in our midst and I will be more then happy to take more then an ear next time.".
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