Note Number:
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148
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Author:
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Khalo
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Date:
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Wed
Dec 4, 2002; 02:38:45
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To:
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All
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Subject:
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Khalo's
journal.
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Day of the Sun, 27th month of the Heat.
Today I was walking by the beach, trying to relax. I felt the waves crash against my bare feet, and tasted the tang of the salty air. I had to get a break. Times have been a little out of controll. As I was walking, I came across a limp elven body on the shore. I quickly ran to it, hoping to scrape a few coins or some equipment, But as a kn elt down next to it, The figure started to breath. I rolled it over and took a look at the fellow. He looked young, but badly starved and sunburnt. His breathing was shallow. His eyes sunken. I picked him up and took him to my house, where I mended his wounds. He has woken up and tried to talk, but can't. I worry that I might have made a mistake, But I have to have faith that Jagang has put him in my charge. I have been watching him and saw the armor of a defunct guild on him. When I told him of it, He closed his eyes and turned away. I hope he'll perk up soon, I have enough grumpy people in my life. *He closes his journal and looks to the sleeping elf.* |