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Aerge made his way through the crowd and again came to the recruitment station.
"Serale, good sir Dundridge. It is a fine morning, is it not? By the way, how much does membership in the Tamplar of Steel cost? Ah, and here." Aerge had been looking at the now eaten apple in Dundridge's hand, and decided that Dundridge might still be hungry. Aerge reached behind him into his pack, where he kept his own food. His hand came back with another apple in it. He tossed one to Dundridge. "That one seems to have worn out its usefulness."
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Retired Character
Last edited by Aerge; August 19, 2002 at 12:14 PM.
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