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| Topic: THE GREEN DRAGON'S INN - part 5 | |
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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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Edited by
silverwaya
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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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who said I did not want the answer?
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leave my axe out of this, and my weapon too
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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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*laughs so hard she about falls off the chair*
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and who is this that speaks to me as i am a child? and it takes more than a stick to silence me The Druid opens one eye and looks sadly at the minotaur, "Blessed with size and strength though you are, my mighty friend, it's a pity that your wisdom does not equal it." With a creak, the Druid leans forward and lets the front legs of his chair come down with a thump. He stretches and makes his way to the kitchen for some broth, showing no fear for the mighty beast-man who scowls at his passing form. |
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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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apparently it seems i am the inn jester this night
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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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Wow, this must be as good of a place as Barbus said, though he never mentioned that Criani hired entertainment, this place is fantastic.
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apparently it seems i am the inn jester this night |
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with a snort and a shake of his head, the minotaur looks at the druid, says it is not all in the head that battles are won, and it does not take a brilliant man to anger anyone, luckily, we are in a peaceful place, and i aim to keep it that way
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I think that dead orc ate something... I do not feel so good
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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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Caracatus returns from the kitchen, blowing the steam from a hot bowl of broth. He nods to the ladies, "Good evening." Then he turns to the little creature at the bar. "And good evening to you, Dark One. We have not met but I know who you are from my studies and travels, only, it was said that you had finally met your end some time ago." He bows a little in respect.
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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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good evening Caracatus *she smiles*
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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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