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Abnormal-Child	Jul 17 2008, 08:14 PM
Administrator Posts: 538 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: April 13, 2008	[size=1]"Tell me about it,", "We Nautillians are stockier and heavier than most men round these parts. Stocky and more hardy as my Papa always said. Must be from all the harsh environment up North if you know what I mean. They say my grandfather was almost a giant in our reckoning though I cannot hardly believe that tale I've heard from my relatives."[/size] Nautillians….some kind of human group maybe? Stocky and hardy but still small unlike we Appraheads, silly men, Giggles though to himself as the man went on with his endless speak. He often though of humans as lower than himself due to their small size compared to him yet he wasn’t rude enough to speak down to them. [size=1]"Trav'lling sou' ?", "Tell me exactly why do wish to seek your fortunes south? Not exactly a place for a good nice adventure issit now? Now if yer plannin' to 'ave a gran' old adventure I'd say travel east. Now there's an adventure if yer asking me. Plenty of opportunities for a Apprahead like yourself, especially one skilled with a blade and a fire inside his heart. South! Ha! Nothing but sands and heat!" [/size] “Battle lies south, Istria commands it. Myself I don’t care for the events but the money fines my love for ale and meat”, he said with a chuckle as he gazed hard into the flames and drew his big hand away from his sword and rested it on his lap. [size=1]"Oh that. Just testing a few designs on an airship. I test my theories every once and in a while a trying to use Petra Oleum or Rock Liquid is not only a bad idea its also a damned idea. It burns too much and it easily catches fire. Not only that dear friend but Petra Oleum is bloody smelly and I wager that a Muck Goose smells better in spring! I'm going to talk with that scholar from the sands about his Petra Oleum theory when I get the chance! I don't usually ride that thing mind you, I have me own ship, if you want I can give you a lift one of these days. I myself hate the city and all its pomposity and every chance I get I wear my boots and travel like yourself. Adventure always smells good. New lands, new customs, new things. Oh and by the way I'm Maximillian. Pleasure to meet your acquaintance good master."[/size] “I understood little of what you just said but they call me Giggles”, he replied with a toothy grin and he turned his heavy head toward the hairy man and gazed down his nose at the fellow for a moment, looking him over once more, then turned his gaze away. “So…you’re a event of some kind then? You speak of….technology like a man who understands it. Myself I find the sight in Istria are breath taking, machinery mixed with magic. It’s all over my head, I no nothing of either”, he explained with a smile as he turned his gaze off toward the far distances where the glow of Istria still ignited the night sky. “So what are going to do with yourself when morning comes? It’s a bit of a trek back and your welcome to the fire till sun light when I make a move again”.


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