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Gell's ears perk up slightly as he overhears Evenyth's whispered conversation. Even with their lowered tones, years of tracking game and enemy much quieter than any in this group had sharpened his hearing, and he turns toward the three warriors. Gell points his axe at Evenyth, his eyes narrowed. "Just because me am orc, not mean me am stupid dark one! Or deaf!" He nods to Vinoh and Darghon, appeased slightly by their responses but still upset at the insult of being declared unneeded. "You am smart not to go with him. He am probably SENT by the dark we am going to fight, so he can lead you into trap! You should stay with Gell- me am not smart in all ways, but Gell can be trusted, and Gell knows who to trust."
Gell then turns his dark eyes to this new man, eyeing him curiously even as he keeps one distrustful eye on Evenyth. The man appears to be strong, and is dressed almost like a barbarian. Yet the man carries no weapons at all. Gell scratches his head quizzically as he puzzles over the man's appearance. He does not look like any of the monks Gell has seen before, but his experience with that curious class of warrior was limited. Gell scoops up a small rock and chucks it at the black crow as he walks over to the new man. "You am shut up, bird. So, who am you?"
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"A ouija board just works better if you've made it yourself. It's sortof like how 'Clue' is more interesting when one of you has actually killed someone."
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