|TH, Tell Makor|
|baal ur urbaal|
|Ur-Baal grunts at you and minds his own business.|
|Ur-baal's crude leather garment reeks of rotting filth and flies|
spew forth out of his beard. Everything about this man belies
the thought that primitive societies might have known anything
about cleanliness. His brown hair and eyes accent nothing, not
even the gauntness of his cheeks. Short hairy arms connect to
an abruptly hairier torso, and his legs are even more hirsute.
Ur-Baal is in an excellent condition.
|by Helxen , 21.12.2001 12:49 MSK|