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I think that dead orc ate something... I do not feel so good told you not to eat something that smelled that bloody bad. maybe after a couple of centuries you will learn. |
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Wow, this must be as good of a place as Barbus said, though he never mentioned that Criani hired entertainment, this place is fantastic. Oh and this is a slow night. her laughter finally subsiding some. walks back to the bar and grabs the bottle that she left there. taking the cork out with her teeth and spitting it in her hand she takes a long needed drink after all the laughing. |
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The small man in the robes returns *walks up to the bar and sits down* ~sigh~ Excuse me, has Barbus Returned? Looks at the new comer. No, haven't seen Barbus in a few days. Last i saw him he was out to search for someone and bringing back his guild or something. Looks at him, my my aren't we testy. i am sure Barbus will surface sometime. he usually does. I am RéAnna. and who might you be? |
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*laughs so hard she about falls off the chair* Laughs along side Azareak, till tears run down her cheek. holds out her hand to help her up. still giggling |
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Edited by
silverwaya
on
Thu 05/22/08 08:30 PM
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vampire dont ask questions that you dont want the answer to dear, Bursts out laughing all over again. You know Azareak, you must have heard what they say about men and the size of their weapons..... smiling wickedly |
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The small man in the robes returns *walks up to the bar and sits down* ~sigh~ Excuse me, has Barbus Returned? Looks at the new comer. No, haven't seen Barbus in a few days. Last i saw him he was out to search for someone and bringing back his guild or something. |
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think of what a half minotaur and half/half elf would look like,, a really pointry creature with a bad temper and lots of magic. laughs hysterically at Draven. now that was a mental picture that i did not need, as she grabs her stomach will laughter. |
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Laughing for the first time tonight, she sets her drink down and turns to look at the 2 of them.
Honestly Azareak, can you actually see he and I as a couple? don't be preposterous. I just like to have a good time. there's nothing in a little harmful flirting. There are some that just can't handle it. |
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that it might dear, as for you smartass, dont be so coy with me, for i will toss you into the next room My draven, you calling me a smart ass? tsk tsk tsk better mind your tongue. |
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looks over her shoulder at Draven, surprised that Azareak could take his axe.
You better be careful with that girl. you know how men feel about their weapons. and she smirks, turning back around |
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Rest well friend. see you soon.
she looks down at her glass. |
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im not bickering im picking, excuse me tempermental one Snickers at Draven's retort. looks at him over her glass as she drinks again. * oh you know you want to say it. go ahead. say it. * she slams her cup down almost breaking it and glares off into space. |
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*turns to Re'Anna* What is the matter my friend? Oh nothing, Altareal. no need for you to worry about me. I am fine. How are you tonight? Feeling well? |
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after listening to all the banter, she finishes her drink. she walks behind the bar and grabs a bottle, not wanting to get up again.
She pours another glass of the grapan liquor. mumbles to herself about men and their weapons.....play with his axe. Bah!! |
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Listens to the talk about a dead Orc.
Where in blazes did you get a dead orc, Thogeon? looks at Azareak.... you sure you want to eat something that smells that bad? what about the greeen blood? |
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the door swings open and there stands RéAnna. she walks in with her usual flourish and the scent of jasmine mingles with the air.
She looks around the Inn. Her delicate nose picks up the foul stench of something dead. "What Gives?" |
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sees that her friend is ok, she walks upstairs to her room.
she bids everyone Good night |
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*says to no one in general* I....I don't feel so good. *doubles over in pain as she falls out of the chair* Walks over to Alterial and asks her... are you ok? what is the matter? |
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RéAnna takes a deep breath and tries to restore her composure.
SHe hadn't felt that much hatred in ages. |
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knowing your not wanted you decide to come to the place of your last crime. heed the warning and the hate elf, leave with your skin intact Placing her hand on Dravens arm, she tries to calm him. Knowing that that is not an easy task to do, but she doesn't want to see any more of her friends murdered. |
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