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| - The Horde inn was bustling with activity, food and drinks ushered between crowded tables with almost reckless speed. Laughter and the murmur of voices saturated the atmosphere, friends and strangers alike conversing with one another. One table, nestled between three others, was occupied by a group of strangers; all of them happened to be adventurers who were still in the early stages of their training and now they sat together, enjoying warm food and the company of others. One by one they had gone around the table, sharing their background and the reason they chose to begin training.
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| - Mother Sulah , Father Stonehoof and Sister Eldwei
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| - The Horde inn was bustling with activity, food and drinks ushered between crowded tables with almost reckless speed. Laughter and the murmur of voices saturated the atmosphere, friends and strangers alike conversing with one another. One table, nestled between three others, was occupied by a group of strangers; all of them happened to be adventurers who were still in the early stages of their training and now they sat together, enjoying warm food and the company of others. One by one they had gone around the table, sharing their background and the reason they chose to begin training. The trail of stories came to a female tauren; her body was large and her soft, charcoal fur much longer and denser then the average tauren. She was not as young as most adventurers, but neither was she old. A large, moderately embarrassed smile crossed her features as it was now her turn to be questioned about her history. She began to speak, her accent thick and orcish clumsy: "Hm? My histories? Terribly interesting it is not, but if you are want to listen then I will tell to you."
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