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Remy · October 26, 2006, 04:51 PM

Little patience did Remy have, little indeed. "So much for planning ahead," he thought to himself as he wandered the sands looking for his desert guide fellow he was supposed to be following. As far as he was concerned, he had planned to pay far too much to get lost on some last minute journey. In actuality of course he would be paying very little, though it seemed like a lot for him and his current state of limited funds. Then again, Remy had always been a little on the cheap side and just lately he had spent quite a bit of coinage on spelunking equipment. It figured that he'd come across an opportunity that had absolutely nothing to do with caves.

The sun was beating down on his gnomish brow and just a candle mark before his canteen had gone dry, due largely to his gulping of every last drop. "For the gods' sake, where is he?!" he screamed at the top of his lungs, utterly annoyed that this guide had led him out here and then left him stranded. "First he leads me out here, then he leaves me in this gods' forsaken gritty hole!" His voice, small but poignant, echoed in the hot desert air.

"And who the @#%*! are you?" he yelled at, noticing a glimmering caravan in the near distance, his head flinging into the air in frustration.

"Oh!" he said, wrenching his head back towards the caravan, the image and his situation finally rationalizing in his head. He was stranded in the middle of the desert, unsure of where to go and without water and here was a caravan near by that probably knew exactly where to go and most likely had water. "Duh!" he thought to himself, smacking his forehead with his left palm.

The clattering supplies in his backpack on his back made his running towards the caravan anything but discrete. They clopped and dinged all the way up to the dorin sitting near one of the camels. "Good brightening I say to you sir!" he yelled out in an excited, yet gasping tone. He bent over, his hands on his knees and caught his breath in four deep exhales. "This damn backpack," he said, unleashing it from his shoulders and letting it fall to the sand next to him.

"The name's Remy," he said looking up at the Dorin and thin human whose shadows towered over his 2'6" frame. "I'm afraid I'm lost."

October 26, 2006, 04:51 PM	#2 (permalink)
Remy Citizen Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: Arium Province Posts: 54	Little patience did Remy have, little indeed. "So much for planning ahead," he thought to himself as he wandered the sands looking for his desert guide fellow he was supposed to be following. As far as he was concerned, he had planned to pay far too much to get lost on some last minute journey. In actuality of course he would be paying very little, though it seemed like a lot for him and his current state of limited funds. Then again, Remy had always been a little on the cheap side and just lately he had spent quite a bit of coinage on spelunking equipment. It figured that he'd come across an opportunity that had absolutely nothing to do with caves. The sun was beating down on his gnomish brow and just a candle mark before his canteen had gone dry, due largely to his gulping of every last drop. "For the gods' sake, where is he?!" he screamed at the top of his lungs, utterly annoyed that this guide had led him out here and then left him stranded. "First he leads me out here, then he leaves me in this gods' forsaken gritty hole!" His voice, small but poignant, echoed in the hot desert air. "And who the @#%! are you?"* he yelled at, noticing a glimmering caravan in the near distance, his head flinging into the air in frustration. "Oh!" he said, wrenching his head back towards the caravan, the image and his situation finally rationalizing in his head. He was stranded in the middle of the desert, unsure of where to go and without water and here was a caravan near by that probably knew exactly where to go and most likely had water. "Duh!" he thought to himself, smacking his forehead with his left palm. The clattering supplies in his backpack on his back made his running towards the caravan anything but discrete. They clopped and dinged all the way up to the dorin sitting near one of the camels. "Good brightening I say to you sir!" he yelled out in an excited, yet gasping tone. He bent over, his hands on his knees and caught his breath in four deep exhales. "This damn backpack," he said, unleashing it from his shoulders and letting it fall to the sand next to him. "The name's Remy," he said looking up at the Dorin and thin human whose shadows towered over his 2'6" frame. "I'm afraid I'm lost." __________________ Avatar by RX2 Last edited by Remy; October 26, 2006 at 05:15 PM.