[hr][center][b][color=A30000]Ye Adventurers Five...[/color][/b][indent][hider=Pinglist]
[@Cu Chulainn], [@Necroes], [@TGM], [@Guardian Angel Haruki], and [@Kassarock]
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[hr][indent][indent][color=666666]It is the price that all adventurers pay at some point, that of a dance with death itself. But when the rhythm fades all that is left is deafening silence, without harmony or chorus and only the chill of an endless night that grips hard with unrelenting force. In the warriors final moments he considered his life, and remembered the celebrated victories after his battles where he shared good mead with his brethren and fellow comrades. It was a full life and one that he had lived to his best. Ironheart knew that in death, he wouldn't die in the song's that his people sung and before the light faded he felt a hand in his own. Pulling him somewhere that rang with the banging of tankards and the song's of old...
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Meanwhile the eyes of the wise and perceptive Tibor spotted the distinct sign of a hidden trail where tracks indicated recent migration through the area, something was dragged up the hidden trail from what he could figure was most likely Gundren and another person.
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