Tayren looks at his knobbily tied bandages somewhat skeptically, but those he helped don't seem to mind. He grins to himself, "A healer, I'm not." When he can't see anyone else to help, he claps the healer on the back, then wanders over to Kestra. "You really want to race?" he says with a glint in his eye -- Farmlands

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Date Posted: 19:58:22 04/23/02 Tue
Author: Tayren
Subject: Tayren looks at his knobbily tied bandages somewhat skeptically, but those he helped don't seem to mind. He grins to himself, "A healer, I'm not." When he can't see anyone else to help, he claps the healer on the back, then wanders over to Kestra. "You really want to race?" he says with a glint in his eye
In reply to: Crello 's message, "The last of the orcs that are left turn and run, disappearing into the forest before they can be caught." on 09:50:21 04/18/02 Thu

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Dameon takes a last look across the farmlands, observing regretfully the fields burned and trampled, and the fatigued healers finishing up their work. "At least the colonists came out with the upper hand," he murmurs. His eyes meet those of Tayren and Kestra, and he allows himself a faint smile. "You're right, Kestra," he remarks with composure, "This great lummox could use a bit of a challenge." His expression is perfectly straight, but there is a slightly devious glimpse that matches the elf's own. (NT) -- Dameon, 06:31:55 04/25/02 Thu