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<p style="margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0"> Arawn welcomed Mae's presence with a congenial smile as she joined Raddok and himself on their journey below.</p>
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<p style="margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0"> "This is Raddok. if you haven't been introduced," he said, nodding towards the erstwhile 'apple-man'. "Mae," he continued, introducing her in turn.</p>
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<p style="margin-top:0;margin-bottom:0"> "Aside from gathering his gear we're searching for anything that might remain hidden on the ship," he informed her as they walked. "How have things been since I last saw you?"<br>
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<div id="divRplyFwdMsg" dir="ltr"><font color="#000000" face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size:11pt"><b>From:</b> pnpgm <pnpgm-bounces@list.powersandperils.org> on behalf of d kerr <megumimika@gmail.com><br>
<b>Sent:</b> Monday, April 16, 2018 2:37 PM<br>
<b>To:</b> Scott Adams<br>
<b>Subject:</b> [pnpgm] Game update #16</font>
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<div dir="ltr">As the guards are ignoring her that she can tell, Maelorna gives a knowing smile. Noting as she can potential marks, playmates, victims, predators, and ultimately meals. The last starts the voice laughing 'Oh the Princess will simply adore
you,' it taunts. 'How about that one? He's strapping enough, I bet he's a bull in the bed, that captain, oh how he makes you shiver and the thought of his hands upon your flesh makes you shiver with desire, he might be more pleasing.' it continues a running
commentary about the virtues of each guard she spots, all of which she has to ignore and it was getting harder. The wolf still worried her and she wondered if she could kill it before it's companion would respond. She gives a glance towards where the disgusting
one went, 'Why am I helping the dwarf again?' she asks herself as chances were, she would have to touch the creature before all was said and done. At least this time, she wasn't hungry and having to worry about feeding.<br>
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She can hear Arawn warn what he was doing and after a moments thought, makes a decision and moves with a dancers grace as she quietly and carefully steps where she can to follow them both, she didn't need a guild to prove she was a thief, moving was enough
and hopes her paranoia for once is unfounded as she carefully runs her fingers over her crossbow slung on her shoulder.<br>
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