[CENTER][h1][color=brown]Brutrumukk[/color][/h1][/CENTER]

"Why, is that an-...Mm, quick math..- up-to-1,200-pound-supporting raft? Where in the nine hells did you find one of those?" Zavakri asked.

[color=brown]"Found it stuck in the mud."[/color] Brutrumukk replied.

"Blimey, you're just carryin' it, ain't you? Built different, you bugbear folk." Zavakri continued in wonder.

[color=brown]"Yeah, we are, ain't we?"[/color] Brutrumukk said pridefully as he flexed his free arm. [color=brown]"Mag didn't come lookin' fer Hruggek and Grankhul fer no reason, y'know."[/color]

"As for where we're going... I say we leave that up to Gabe." Zavakri went on to say. "Bloke says he has a feeling about this place, and I haven't the foggiest; if we're going blind, I say follow the man's gut. Point a direction and off we march, Sirrah!"

[color=brown]"Yeah, that sounds like a good i-"[/color] Brutrumukk got as far as saying before noticing the giant snail's presence. [color=brown]"Uh... 'Ow come the snail's still 'ere?"[/color] Brutrumukk asked. [color=brown]"Weren't it on the rabbits' side?"[/color]