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Quote from: ArogastIndicating the man by his side, Arbogast continued "may I introduce Fen, master fisher of the Long Lake. Have you lodgings? My own are small, but warmer than the outside air."
Quote from: Hathcyn"How aptly you are named for here we find you watching fires! Is fire wise on this town made of sticks. I have a fear of falling off, or through, and here you are lighting fires."He laughed and clapped him on the back and proffered his other with a steaming cup of mulled hot wine."What a marvelous and interesting place this is. The wine is delightful, the spices are magnificent. The dwarves must not have a taste for it because all we had from them was malty beer. Hail, Fen of the Lake. There is hot wine for you too, warm your hand, heart and belly all at once."
Quote from: Arbogast"Fen was speaking of dark things venturing forth from their dens in the lake, and in the marshes to the south. It would seem that the Shadow stirs in all parts of Middle-earth."
Quote from: Hathcyn"If we run into any sages I shall ask them. Is the shadow following us, or does it just happen to be everywhere we go?"
Quote from: Grimbeorn"Agreed. Though my thoughts be dark these days, it does seem as though trouble follows regardless of how good a place seems to be. Please, Fen, continue your interrupted tale."
Quote from: undefined"Tomorrow," Arbogast exclaimed, his surprise clearly evident. "I had not realised that the council would begin so soon!"
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