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Evon nodded and let the issue of the antidote drop, figuring Gan would presumably be able to choose what was best for himself. "Just curiosity, really. I want to know what this new world holds. A bit of gold never hurts, of course - everybody needs to eat now and then, and I'm not much of a hunter." As he spoke he stared into the fire with his eyes unfocused, apparently mesmerized by the leaping flames. After pausing for a moment to shift positions, wincing at his badly bruised ribs, he asked, "How about yourself, Gan? What's lured you here?" The flames cast steadily deepening shadows across his face as the sunlight faded, forming pools of darkness that only accentuated how gaunt the young man was, turning his face into the semblance of a carnival horror mask.
[ 01-22-2007, 08:50 PM: Message edited by: Encard ]
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