Topic: THE GREEN DRAGON'S INN | |
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*Calliope still standing by the table only 3 ft tall...swiftly but cheerfully creeps out of the Inn...to enjoy some quiet escapades on her own*
*knowing full well that many travelers will come in the eve of night and she had given her word, which I may add is very sacred to her, to help Boromir with the Inn* |
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*A young looking man that seems that even for his young age has seen better days moves through the streets of the town. Taking care to remain unnoticed. As he approaches the Green Dragon he lets himself move out a little bit. He wears a dark cloak that seems to allow him to blend into his surroundings and the hood is pulled slightly over his face. He stops for a moment and sighs as he approaches the Inn... How he hates it when he is sent on these little errands. Although it must be done if he has any hope of gaining any sort of reputation. He prepares himself for the days events and moves up to the Inn and walks inside.* *But he did not fail to notice the youth that entered the inn* "So..it shall soon begin" *Rodhin keeps his distance as he walks toward the inn...* |
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I really couldn't tell you. I would know it if I saw it no doubt. still trying to recover from the gales of laughter. Have any more weapons? armor? Weapons and armor? that's most of my inventory... or at least what takes up the most space. Are you looking for magical or normal not freaky items. |
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*The cloaked man who just entered the inn moves up to the Bar and sits down. He eyes the main behind the bar for a minutes before speaking.* You must be Boromir? More of a question then a statement. I'll take a Goblin Brew And a goblin's brew it shall be sir," as boromir pours a mug and sets it on the counter. |
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*The man takes the mug and drinks a little bit of the brew. He is far more interested in what is happening around him. He takes careful note of everyone in the inn and his new surroundings.*
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I really couldn't tell you. I would know it if I saw it no doubt. still trying to recover from the gales of laughter. Have any more weapons? armor? Weapons and armor? that's most of my inventory... or at least what takes up the most space. Are you looking for magical or normal not freaky items. Oh freaky is always interesting. she laughs yet again. what do you have that is magically inspired. You see that I only have the least that leather can be. |
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Edited by
unicorngal
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Thu 05/08/08 08:31 AM
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Ah what a graceful day to be back here.Boromi an elven wine my friend.Looking around the room to see who all might be there
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Ah what a graceful day to be back here.Bomorm an elven wine my friend.Looking around the room to see who all might be there Boromir is bedazzled at the beauty of the woman and almost spills the elvin wine by missing the glass. He then concentrates and fills it. He then hands it to the woman. |
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Oh freaky is always interesting. she laughs yet again. what do you have that is magically inspired. You see that I only have the least that leather can be. Magically inspired? I'm not sure I heard it put that way before. Anyway I have all sorts of magical arms, but they are far from Cheap. I can't afford to give away enchanted Such n' Such all the time, y'know? |
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*The man takes the mug and drinks a little bit of the brew. He is far more interested in what is happening around him. He takes careful note of everyone in the inn and his new surroundings.* *Rodhin smiles as he watches the youth take an inventory of his surroundings. 'So much like myself,' he muses.* *Rodhin takes a table in the farthest corner as he decides that this individual deserved his undivided attention.* |
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Ah what a graceful day to be back here.Bomorm an elven wine my friend.Looking around the room to see who all might be there Boromir is bedazzled at the beauty of the woman and almost spills the elvin wine by missing the glass. He then concentrates and fills it. He then hands it to the woman. I thank thee for you are the far most cutess human I have ever seen, |
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Ah what a graceful day to be back here.Bomorm an elven wine my friend.Looking around the room to see who all might be there Boromir is bedazzled at the beauty of the woman and almost spills the elvin wine by missing the glass. He then concentrates and fills it. He then hands it to the woman. I thank thee for you are the far most cutess human I have ever seen, Boromir as usual blushes ![]() |
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Oh freaky is always interesting. she laughs yet again. what do you have that is magically inspired. You see that I only have the least that leather can be. Magically inspired? I'm not sure I heard it put that way before. Anyway I have all sorts of magical arms, but they are far from Cheap. I can't afford to give away enchanted Such n' Such all the time, y'know? Oh I am sure that you have never met one such as I. So what do you have? |
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Boromir,there is no need to blush for I speak the truth,as I kiss him on the check
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Boromir,there is no need to blush for I speak the truth,as I kiss him on the check Boromir falls over for the second time in two days and plays dead. lol |
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Oh I am sure that you have never met one such as I. So what do you have? I left my list in the tavern with my last sale, I could show you the whole list if I had it... oh well, take a look around. |
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*The man takes the mug and drinks a little bit of the brew. He is far more interested in what is happening around him. He takes careful note of everyone in the inn and his new surroundings.* *Rodhin smiles as he watches the youth take an inventory of his surroundings. 'So much like myself,' he muses.* *Rodhin takes a table in the farthest corner as he decides that this individual deserved his undivided attention.* *He smirks a little as he picks up on the man watching him. He finished his brew and looks towards the fallen over barkeep.* If the elf hasn't actually struck you dead another brew would be appreciated *He says. The man looks slightly frustrated but that could just be because of the fact it also looks like he hasn't slept in nights.* |
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*Rodhin watches the antics without a trace of amusement. 'If they only knew the fate that is about to befall them.' he muses, 'They would not be so quick to play the games of jesters'*
*Rodhin returns his gaze to the table* |
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*The man takes the mug and drinks a little bit of the brew. He is far more interested in what is happening around him. He takes careful note of everyone in the inn and his new surroundings.* *Rodhin smiles as he watches the youth take an inventory of his surroundings. 'So much like myself,' he muses.* *Rodhin takes a table in the farthest corner as he decides that this individual deserved his undivided attention.* *He smirks a little as he picks up on the man watching him. He finished his brew and looks towards the fallen over barkeep.* If the elf hasn't actually struck you dead another brew would be appreciated *He says. The man looks slightly frustrated but that could just be because of the fact it also looks like he hasn't slept in nights.* Boromir heart pounds as he gets up to serve the brew. He blushes again at the beauty of the high elf for high elves are known to be one of the most beautiful races in the lands. |
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Edited by
unicorngal
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Thu 05/08/08 08:53 AM
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Oh freaky is always interesting. she laughs yet again. what do you have that is magically inspired. You see that I only have the least that leather can be. Magically inspired? I'm not sure I heard it put that way before. Anyway I have all sorts of magical arms, but they are far from Cheap. I can't afford to give away enchanted Such n' Such all the time, y'know? Oh I am sure that you have never met one such as I. So what do you have? As I glide over to Re"Anna I see you are a halfling which is a honer to meet you for a friend of ous sent me to find you. My name is Kory_Chamim I was born in Belgad, which is one of the seven islands of Silvernarion. These islands are the empire of the high elvin society. Do you know of this place? |
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