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Gabe breathed inwardly when Brutrumukk clapped a mighty hand upon his shoulder,  [i]ahem[/i] the half-elf made his best attempt to cover with a pained laugh "[color=6ecff6]Ooph, ha..ha yeah Brut, sounds like a plan.[/color]" with a nod he watched as the hulk of a goblinoid stepped outside before rubbing his shoulder.

"[color=6ecff6]Mmph, at least it wasn't my good arm...[/color]" he mumbled before turning back to the elderly innkeeper "[color=6ecff6]Find your largest bowl my good woman cause the big man has a big appetite.[/color]" Gabe coyly smiled, nodding his head towards the door "[color=6ecff6]After a day of trudging through mud and..Well you get the point, a hot bowl of stew sounds pretty good right about now.[/color]" chuckling good-naturedly the bard tapped his fingers on the counter, realizing his nails were caked with dirt and his hands were filthy.

"[color=6ecff6]Good gods, look at me I'm a bloody mess. I could use a dip in a hot bowl of liquid myself![/color]" he added with a smile and a shake of his head.