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Detheriel
Placing his bow carefully on the ground to the side, Detheriel ran over to where Telryn was waiting. Digging his fingers tightly into the slat he tried to lift the crate bodily. "Grrnf!" he exclaimed as, despite his impressively furrowed eyebrows, the crate refused to be lifted more than an inch or two at his side.
Feeling somewhat ashamed of himself especially standing next to such a giant of a man, Detheriel tried a different tactic. "Lets try pulling it from side to side" he suggested. It proved possible to half-pull and half-drag the heavy crate towards the door in this fashion and after some effort it was safely propped against the door.
"That should hold it!" Detheriel grinned cheerfully, retrieving his bow.
[ 10-17-2005, 06:08 PM: Message edited by: shamrock_uk ]
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