OOC:
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Jim is a little surprised at how loud this mudokon i, and isn't quite sure what he's talking about. Handle? If anyone other than a mudokon (or more specifically, this mudokon, or someone high on laughing gas) said that, he'd probably be insulted!
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That bit made me laugh!
Anyway, onto business:
IC:
Frod offered his hand.
Frod:"Pleased to meet ya, Jim! You have any ideas who runs this little factory?"
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Stivik; "WHoa, Groll! What happened? You got your tools? Cause here's a bunch of people over here all waiting for a trained machanic to arrive."
Groll:"I just tripped over... some.... thing there in the shadow! Yeah, I've got my tools, if they're not broken from all the rough handling."
He notices Runt: "What on Odd is that?"
Groll:"Don't ask me, never seen anything like it."
Anyway *he turns to Groll* I haven't seen you yet, who are you>? I'm Dek, by the way."
Dek extends his claw to shake.
Groll (ignoring Dek's extended claw):"I am Groll."
Sefon:"Well, if we're going to do something, might as well make a start. What's in the box, Groll?"
Groll scowled (slig fashion) at Sefon, but proceeded to turn the crate the right way up and started opening it anyway.