Topic: THE GREEN DRAGON'S INN - part 7 | |
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Misery loves company. *finishes her drink* I on the other hand do not. *heads upstairs* ((Be back shortly i need to run to a friends))
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Misery loves company. *finishes her drink* I on the other hand do not. *heads upstairs* ((Be back shortly i need to run to a friends))
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Misery loves company. *finishes her drink* I on the other hand do not. *heads upstairs* ((Be back shortly i need to run to a friends))
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Misery loves company. *finishes her drink* I on the other hand do not. *heads upstairs* ((Be back shortly i need to run to a friends))
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Calliope brings out a platter. "Here you are Phara,,,light on everything except the Leeks and Almonds as requested."
"It is quiet in here, Taeldor. Hey Sebrea, Im good just worried about everything...It has been way to quiet...kinda like the calm before the storm...ya know?" |
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Calliope brings out a platter. "Here you are Phara,,,light on everything except the Leeks and Almonds as requested." "It is quiet in here, Taeldor. Hey Sebrea, Im good just worried about everything...It has been way to quiet...kinda like the calm before the storm...ya know?" Thank you Calli...*Phara munches down on the succulent leeks and almonds.* |
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"I have to go up and check on Pan...He burned his tail yesterday..A freak accident from a freaked out cat." she runs up to her room.
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cold wind follows the minotaur in from the upstairs, he looks tired as he takes his seat in the corner
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*Comes back inside and looks around looking on edge*
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what or who have you pissed off now stranger?
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*Head falls twards Dravens direction* no one.
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then why do you look like the hounds of hell are on your heels
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*Leans against the wall with her hands behind her back* who's to say they aren't.
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then why come to a peaceful place?
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For the esquisit company.
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oh really now, well,, just dont bring the hounds in here, they stink
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I'll remember that.. *tiptoes over to the bar*
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who are you so worried about coming after you?
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What makes you think it was a person or anything at all. *slowly sits wincing in pain and orders their strongest beverage*
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gee,, i wonder? your limping, the slightest noise makes you jump, nah,, a blind man couldnt figure out that something wrong with you
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