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Unread 13th of July, 2004, 13:55
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Refusing to Sow [Epic GM]

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It's strange how simple contact, a pat on the back, a hand on the shoulder, can seem warm and cold at the same time. Nicos's hand is at once familiar and alien. It's the hand of a comrade; it's the hand of a stranger. Cadrius looks over his shoulder at the one-armed bard and gives him a simple nod. Boon companion or unknown traveller, his advice is sound enough. Shade is as unpredictable as a squall and her fury twice as fearsome.

Yet she can wait a spell. Her rage has not likely abated, and perhaps an hour or two will do some good, or perhaps it will only blacken her mood. He's willing to take the chance.

Looking at his dining companions Cadrius resists the urge to chuckle. Of all the places he might visit, he never expected to be breaking bread with a half-orc and a warrior named Ben while surrounded by wizards, sorcerers, and enchanters.

"It is said that the gods have a strange sense of humor," he says, casting a glance up the table at several robed men. "I believe I am beginning to appreciate it."