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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/22/2017 2:33:36 AM
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[b]Dal approaches the confused looking girl.[/b]
"It looks like you're new to the Dojo, so am I, come have a seat."
[b]He walks back to his corner where his helmet lay on the table.[/b]
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She took a seat at the table. [spoiler]So she's 24 is considered a "girl." Eh. Don't know if it's worth the salt...[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Dalkroth could potentially be thousands of years old because he hasn't appeared to age in his conscious life time.[/spoiler] [b]Dal downs his shot glass and slams it on the table.[/b] "I'm not the best conversationalist but I'll give it a shot. My name's Dalkroth Eversbane, but you can call me Dal."
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"I'm Splash. And I'm not the best at conversations either."
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"Hmm seems like we'll get along fine." [b]He looks awkwardly at his lap for a moment.[/b] "So what's your reason for being here?"
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"The Dojo or the bar?" Splash asked.
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"Whichever makes the best story." [b]Dal chuckled as he thought he was clever.[/b]
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"Neither individually so I'll combine both. So I was just curious one day, and I found my way to Dojo. Not sure exactly how, but I think something lead me here. Dunno why? Anyway, I wandering through the streets and I wasn't paying attention and I found myself in this tavern."
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"Seems normal enough." [b]Dal wishes he had a simple story like that, he barely understood his.[/b]
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"As about as simple as any of my stories could get."
