PROLOGUE
Thoughts XIV:
I have not seen combative in recent months?
me have you seen outside a tavern by the "night of the bloody glove?
most do not even know if the arm still holding the weight of the shield
Goodale is hanging on the belt for so long that the thread of his blade is not even good for cutting an ear appuintito.
The armor is rusty neglected in the trunk.
Of course you can not understand me, just the dark hair from the white friend understands me, keeps me company and away the pain of the injury even more painful memories of that night.
trying to look Thorombar his old friend, already could not remember his last words, well thought were not important, leaned too much from the stool and fell to the ground at the foot of the bar. Maybe he lost his senses, maybe he fell asleep, but certainly the shadows of the past came to haunt him now ....
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Neryel accigeva you reach the home of an instinct all cases when women did deviate from the its passi.Arrivata went to the tavern without fail in the darkest corner to retrieve his friend: Xiv still lay motionless with his mug in hand red hair stuck to the face from the sweat that barely covered the broken capillaries on her face. "Xiv Wake up " she said in a puzzled tone, "it's time to go home," The little man opened his eyes, looked at her close and intense and solemn said, "Chaoh Neryhl! shto bhenisshiiiimo thranchuiiillahhhhh" them broke off and fell back into his coma etilico.il positive side was that he had stopped talking ... his breath was terrible and seemed to be a goblin town after a carneficina.Neryel caricarselo sighed and tried to shoulder with negative results: it weighed an exaggeration. Eventually managed to load it onto the shield and, having saluted the innkeeper, began to drag his friend to Starad home thanks to the snow, which facilitate the sliding of the red buffalo. "Nheryheel" the guardian stopped and turned to Xiv "Tell me" "Graschhee" The dwarf gave her a big smile ... and Copis vomited.
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Thorombar was called by a female voice that he knew well. He left the house and saw that Neryel exhausted dragged his roommate. Xiv had seen a few hours before the tavern, but since then his condition was much worse. A drunk dwarf Thorin's Hall was certainly a rare event, but a dwarf lying on a human shield in the midst of his own vomit was not really ever seen. "Neryel Thanks, now you can go, please do and I'll .. . makes it stay between us. We try to delay as much as possible the arrival of news to the Grand Master of the King and the least time to put it back together. "The man nodded his head and looked again and walked away from Xiv giardino.Thorombar is easily loaded on the friend behind meditating on the resistance of human low compared to the women of his race and without apparent effort the scraventò in the fountain that adorned the entrance of their home. He left his friend to soak for a few minutes noting that the extent of drunk far exceeded the very low temperature. The shooting on the shoulders and then, after having stripped the armor lay in letto.Molti Thorombar saw that day working with great intensity in the great forges of Thorin. Someone noticed that he was working at the famous ax Goodale donated long ago to his friend. Few saw that it was committed to redo the wire lama.Nessuno dared to disturb him after crossing his eyes.
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