[center][b]Zeynep[/b][/center]

"Perhaps he might, it's hard to say really," Zeynep relplied ",Though are dwarf friend has seemed to of wandered off so you'll have to ask him when he returns." She had never thought to ask the old dwarf on the matter of magic, perhaps it was due to the fact the dwarf never seemed to show any interest in the subject. He didn't mind magic but his interest in it was minute when compared to Zeynep or others who had magic. It could of be just that fact that dwarves were never considered able to have magic, being that no dwarf had ever been found with magical capabilities.
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[center][b]Gavlan[/b][/center]
Gavlan was still with a few other dwarves, no defending his title as the dwarf able to handle the most mead without passing out. The dwarf he was against had just taken his next mug of mead and was trying to hold it down but ultimately gave up and shoved the drink away while Gavlan chugged his next drink down as well as the next. He showed them that he could handle his drinks, though by now even he would have to admit the room seem to be slightly moving so he figured he had had enough mead for the day. He would have to return to his table to grab his axe sooner or later. The only disappointment for him was that he had partially left the table to find a job for him and Zeynep. If they were sticking to Orlais for awhile, they would have to find some jobs to keep the money flowing for them.
He managed to find the table after pushing through the crowds of people.
"Speaking of our dwarf friend," Zeynep said ",Here he is now."
"Yeah what of it?" Gavlan replied sitting in his chair to try and keep the room from moving.