Right this way soldier. Out of the dark and into the cold, heh. I can tell you're looking for someone, well, if you can't find them here, chances are they don't exist, heh. This here's the Rogues Gallery--a collection of every character to grace the chronicles of the Daylight Play-by-post game. Got a character? Put them here.

Word to the wise, heh, people talk about all kinds of things here. In-character, out-of-character, anything goes in this place, heh.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Camp grumblings 7 (Hünfrid)

“Keep your warmth, you obviously enjoy it much more that I would.” growled Hünfrid at Mira. The dwarf reached behind him grabbing his pack. He shifted his weight, slung the large leather bag over his shoulders and with a lot of unnecessary grumbling and huffing made as if he was about to get up. Instead after a few moments he just leaned back letting the pack take his weight and waited to see if Mira would sit down fully. Although he would never admit it, there was something about the Eladrin that caused Hünfrid to feel a sense of Kinship with her.

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