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Gray watches the dwarven woman with noble-minded curiosity.
He turns to a companion and repeats the phrase incredulously, “Five by five?” By his tone, tone asking if anyone knows what that means.
”Okay then. Well, I guess I could use a drink too. Anybody else?”
Gray starts after the two dwarves, heading for hopefully a tavern, with hopefully something good in store.
Gray watches the dwarven woman with noble-minded curiosity.
He turns to a companion and repeats the phrase incredulously, “Five by five,” as a question, as though asking if anyone knows what that means.
”Okay then. Well, I guess I could use a drink too. Anybody else?”
Gray starts after the two dwarves, heading for hopefully a tavern, with hopefully something good in store.
Gray watches the dwarven woman with noble-minded curiosity.
He turns to a companion and repeats the phrase incredulously, “Five by five,” as a question, as though asking if anyone knows what that means.
”Okay then. Well, I guess I could use a drink too. Anybody else?”
Gray starts after the two dwarves, heading for hopefully a tavern, with hopefully something good in store.
