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I walk with them.
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Until...
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This is a local elf tavern, but all races are welcome.
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Okay, it's a crowded and rowdy evening.
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Beleaguered gnomes hurry to and fro
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with glasses of mead for the thirsty elves.
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Beleaguered? Why are they beleaguered?
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Who cares?
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I find a waiter and introduce myself.
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Argy bargy arg barg barg.
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- Why is he a pirate? - He's a gnome.
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- he only speaks gnome. - Anybody here speak gnome?