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Darghon swears in his native tongue of Draconian/Elvish, the elves and anyone else able to speak it understanding him "..This is bad peeps" Darghon grabs his hilt and holds onto ready to activate it.. Looking to the old man.. "we weren't goin to hurt you.. we're sorry we startled you.. but now I think we're all in abit of trouble.."
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Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!
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