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Post by Mumiyoshi on Sept 20, 2008 8:27:25 GMT -5
His companion, similarly dressed, though with lighter armour, a blue cape, a more serpentine dragon designed into his helmet and with all his gear in markedly better condition, scowled. "There's interference of some sort, ok?" Sitting down, he continued, "Don't worry, I'll find her again tomorrow morning. For now, let's take a rest." He stretched out on the ground, eyes shut, although one hand still held the long lance he used as a weapon.
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"Brimnus," he friend, Naga Whitewing, also a member of the Narcus race, said, sitting up and sighing, "There's no point going off in what could well be the completely wrong direction. Let's just stick around here for a day or so. If I don't pick up a signal by then, we'll move on. But there's a chance whatever this interference is may clear up, and if that happens, I should be able to pick up the signal again." This was exactly the sort of calm explanation Naga was known for.
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