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Posted: **Tue Sep 16, 2003 2:54 am**

It had been a long, nasty trip. Balak still remembered the unnatural feeling of the water under his feet in the months on that damned boat. And Balak would never forget the sea sickness and storms. But now it had finally come to an end.

"I'll be darned if I ever set foot on another boat again in me life!" growled Balak as he stamped furiously away from the boat onto the dock.

The first thing Balak did was enjoy the solid feeling of good, natural earth under his two feet. They had said this island was packed full with adventures and more importantly gold for anyone with the bravery. And Balak had decided gold and adventure were an unrefusable offer.

Now finally on the island Balak decided the second thing he needed was a good 'ol tankard of beer. After tramping around, he finally found the tavern and entering promptly ordered himself a good beer.

He took no time at all guzzling down an amount of beer that could have easily knocked any human out. Finally, when he was satisfied he took a nice long look around at the tavern crowd and determined to find out some more about this here town and its folk. And he also hoped to find some fellow dwarf brothers too.

"Hullo!"

Posted: **Tue Sep 16, 2003 3:01 am**

Paul is weary of the windows, remembering his first time in the tavern...

Hello! Welcome, stranger!

Posted: **Tue Sep 16, 2003 10:03 pm**

Balak accepts the welcome with a nod and wonders about the silent response.

"Is the tavern always this quiet?" rumbles Balak.

Posted: **Tue Sep 16, 2003 10:58 pm**

Paul sighs.

It didn't used to be, in older, brighter, happier days... but times change, and we are f-forced to move o-on...

Tears are coming down Paul's cheek.

Posted: **Wed Sep 17, 2003 3:23 am**

Balak doesn't understand the tears but tries to be sympathetic anyways.

"Ye want some of me beer, lad?" asks Balak.

Posted: **Wed Sep 17, 2003 3:53 am**

Sean Elaski tips the bartend and looks at the Dwarf...

"He'll be fine.....and hello to you sir."

Posted: **Wed Sep 17, 2003 6:17 am**

Glosin walks into the Tavren and see's his friend Balak.

Hello Balak!

Glosin remembers that they got sworn into silverbrand and asks

wanna go down in silverbrand?

Posted: **Wed Sep 17, 2003 11:57 pm**

I... d-don't drink, sir.

Posted: **Thu Sep 18, 2003 4:14 am**

Balak looks first shocked then understanding.

"Don't drink?! Right, ye're a gangling...." "Hullo Glosin, aye I'll be goin' down ta Silverbrand."

Without further ado, Balak stood up and bowed low in dwarf-fashion to the others.

"Down to dwarf town a minin' I go! Down to the depths of the earth where gold and gems do lie!"

And so singing in his deep voice Balak tramped down away to this new found home and family - Silverbrand!