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[Scribble]

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The night was dark, the hour was late. I dragged myself to the Garden for an ale after countless hours of marking runebooks. My fingers were sore, my mind ached .. all those repetetive spells. An ale and chair were all I had in mind.

Arriving at the Garden, there were strangers outside. Some said hello but in my tired, sober, state of mind, I really did not recognize them. Excepting a rune to a "new mall", I started to the telepad for the tavern at the Garden. There in the stables I encountered a stranger that kept looking curiously at the telepad. Being all hostess like , I dragged him up to the tavern. Of course Walter was sitting there alone. Anyway, I tried to give him an ale, the stranger that is. I remarked that it was "Dwarven Ale" not made of dwarves but " by " the dwarves. The stranger just held te bottle. I got one for myself and of course for Walter. I showed the stranger how to remove the top and seek out the refreshing liquid. OK.. we are obviuosly not of the same culture , he crushed the bottle in his brute hands and proceeded to hand me a trophy of sorts, all the while clicking like he was speaking language that I have never heard before
or even read about. Smioling gently , i took the grotesque head , seaprated from the body . This made the stranger smile and appear happy .

I get it the guy is a trophy hunter , killing prey and taking the heads for souveneirs. I downed my ale and opened a gate to a dungeon named Shame. Inside I killed a few earth elementals , dismanteled them and handed the head to the stranger. He must have liked them, he was clicking in high pitched tones and dropping the heads in his pack. from there we went to a few more dungeons. The stranger was killing and collecting heads for his pack as well.

I was already tired before we headed out. I drug him to a gate to my home. I tried to tell him I was tired. I pointed to the rugs , "yawned" and even lay down. I got up and said "home". I tried to figure out if he had a home. We went over and over , he pulled out a book and after studying it said he had home. I was a bit relieved.

I tried to exchange names. said " Scribble" , pointed to my self then pionted to him. I got a smile. We did this over and over and he said Scribble eventually. I never got more than clicking sounds from him and a few mimicking words. I am not sure the strangers name translates. He does seem to know a bit a of English but looks really confused when I say more than 3 or 4 words. I will just have to figure it out later.

The night has grown old, as it always does before the days work has been finished. i yawn and point to the rugs. The stranger nods and then leaves. Perhaps i wil meet him again and ofer some sort of translation.

Providing I can search in the reck of a lab/library at my home. Pandora has had Lucy and Alice there for too many weeks. Those two are double trouble with all they cook upi n that lab. Lucy babbles about the sky and diamonds. Alice tells of white rabbits. they are really strange.

To heck with it all . There is nothing that will not keep until the morrow.
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When they said to you at graduation, "Follow your dream, " did anybody say you have to wake up first?
Bill Cosby

[Raub Hunter]

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"Where is the prey...... How can I hunt.. if there is no prey" The Hunter thought to himself.

"These... creatures..... *scans the area and the people*.. they neither are hosts... or are considered primary prey"

The large brutish creature stands away form people scanning the area


"What... a bottle... *scans the bottle*.. impairing liquid... Bah a waste *crushes the bottle in his massive hand and tosses the peices off the building*.. The being is acting like I dont understand.."

Constantly scanning the people and area while keeping his face completley hidden by his helm he was pulle comically into a gate.

"Moving stone... This isnt prey! *grabs his retractable spear and tilts his head*.. She is handing me the things stone head?.. It is no trophy.."

Another gate and again he encouraged to go through

"Grr... I know what to do! What this?.. *scans the creatures*.. they are warm... atleast they have skulls.. *after slaying one he proceeds to rip off the creatures head wit hthe spinal cord attached*.. an interesting head"

Being brough to the person home he follows in hopes worthy prey may be lurking around.

"Bah.. that liquid must be impairing her deeply.. Or she lead a odd life to be leading me here... *growls irritatedly*.. I grasp the concept of your name!... All prey have names.. What? *growls* I am not prey..."

Some time goes by as the lady tries to see if the creature understands

"Damnable beings... I understand! *mimics her pitch: "Scribble" he says pointing to her"*.. there now maybe i can go seek prey"

"What!? More questioning.. *clenches his fist as his wrist blades deploy, however they are corroded and destroyed* Grr... *makes a sound like a sigh*.. I cannot let possible prey know that I know more then they think... *speaks in a growl in his own voice: You sleep.. here... I... go..*... I think the female gets the point.."

Scribble proceeds to get ready to sleep

"How odd to nearly fall aslep with a hunter looming over you.. *opens a dirty runebook*.. she is letting up on her questioning.. excellent.. *drops a trphy head on her floor and vanishes as he recalls away*... I have a feeling i will run into that female again.. Now.. to find worthy prey"