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Bullvye emerges from the undergrowth of the surrounding trees near the campsight, a freshly killed wild boar on his shoulder. Seeing the look of urgency on Liliara's face he allows the carcass to fall. " You are ready then ?" Bullvye glances at Skye (one eyebrow up) then back at Liliara for an answer.
[This message has been edited by Bullvye (edited 10-05-2001).]
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