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| Topic: THE GREEN DRAGON'S INN - part 7 | |
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Draven enters the inn and the cold wind follows him as usual, and he is sporting a new addition to his horns, rusted iron sheathes for his horns.
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*Stops and sees the minotaur. She sits back knowing she cant get away with her scheme with him in here. She nods to Draven*
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Walks to the corner and takes a seat, looking at the stranger and the new comer
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*makes a silent prayer to the gods*
*sees the minataur* "Hello there, we were just speaking of your kind. What was it you said again, Sabrea?" |
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what of my kind?
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Draven where is your vampire friend hiding tonight? *Grabs herself another ale*
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"Yes, what was it again, Sabrea? Something about a certain aroma?"
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stranger, you have a knack for pissing off the wrong ones dont you? and newcomer, i suggest that you watch it around this one, shes not a very nice person
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"Yep, I've learned that from bitter experience. I still walk with a slight limp."
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minotaurs are not known for leaving someone injured, we leave them dead.
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Here here draven *Raises her mug*
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"I'll do well to remember that."
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*Taeldor rises to take his leave*
"Until next time, Sabrea. Nice to meet you, Draven." *walks out the door* |
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now stranger, what of this smell you were talking about?
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Just saying he smells worse then most other creatures i've met *sips her ale* most.
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so he wasent saying that you were talking of a minotaur by that comment then, am i correct?
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*shrugs* Then again it takes ALOT to smell worse when your done with combat. He seems to do it with a glance. No offence.
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walks up to the bar, grabs a brew, and returns to his seat, and contemplates the days events
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Barbus walks in carring a long box in one hand, and a tool kit in the other. *Starts surveying the room*
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walks in behind barbus with blood on her sword.
walks behind the bar to get a rag to clean it |
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