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<div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#939393;" size="2">■</font> "Unapolgetically eccentric, but there's no denying his enthusiasm -- or his passion. He speaks of stories in reverent tones generally reserved for the Twelve." ''-- Ul'dahn Critic''</div> | <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#939393;" size="2">■</font> "Unapolgetically eccentric, but there's no denying his enthusiasm -- or his passion. He speaks of stories in reverent tones generally reserved for the Twelve." ''-- Ul'dahn Critic''</div> | ||
<div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#939393;" size="2">■</font> "We got him good and drunk, but even though he was slurrin' and swayin' every which way, he never once dropped that flowery bardier-than-thou facade of his. I lost that wager." ''-- Perplexed Patron''</div> | <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#939393;" size="2">■</font> "We got him good and drunk, but even though he was slurrin' and swayin' every which way, he never once dropped that flowery bardier-than-thou facade of his. I lost that wager." ''-- Perplexed Patron''</div> | ||
| − | <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#939393;" size="2">■</font> "Ravil? She - he? Oh, I don't even know - ''he'' comes and goes. Never sticks around for long. I quizzed them on where they were rushin' off to once, and they said - what was it again? 'This bard is but a billowing leaf blown thither upon fortune's fickle winds' That's the bardic equivelent of 'I have no bloody idea', so I gather." ''-- Gridanian Innkeeper''</div> | + | <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#939393;" size="2">■</font> "Ravil? She - he? Oh, I don't even know - ''he'' comes and goes. Never sticks around for long. I quizzed them on where they were rushin' off to once, and they said - what was it again? 'This bard is but a billowing leaf blown thither upon fortune's fickle winds.' That's the bardic equivelent of 'I have no bloody idea', so I gather." ''-- Gridanian Innkeeper''</div> |
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