[color=Green][i]What an odd bird. . .[/i][/color] Hurrik stared after the half-orc as he left, wondering if he had been knocked in the head one too many times a a child. Rising from his seat, he was about to get back to work fighting off the specter of death when he was approached by another of the strangers. This one was human, clad in heavy armor and with golden eyes like that of a wolf. The man's question was met with silence at first, not due to an unwillingness to answer, but more due to the dwarf taking a moment to crack his neck and knuckles. This was followed by a small draught from a water skin, refreshing his slightly parched throat as well as easing it for the task of speaking, a task that seemed like was becoming frustratingly prevalent.

[color=Green]"Aye. . . came from a nearby forest to warn the governor of a truly disturbing sight. An entire flight of black dragons had soared over my home, loud as a thunderstorm, and seemed to be heading in the direction of this town."[/color] A pause was taken as the dwarf took another swig of his water to ease his gravelly throat, coughing a bit as some liquid went down the wrong pipe. [color=Green]"*cough**cough* Ugh . . . I saw them. I came here as quickly as I could. Obviously, it wasn't fast enough. Now I sit here, do what I can, and wonder why there is only one of those black devils in the sky right now. And why it has yet to tear this keep apart."[/color]

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