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Well,, If i am around and someone starts getting rough i will deal with them
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Well,, If i am around and someone starts getting rough i will deal with them Boromir is relieved as hey goes to get a couple of dishes of hearty food for the Minotaur warrior. |
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Thanks be to Ye. Draven Removes his Axe from his back and places it beside him. It has been a long time since he was back at the inn and he looks to take his normal spot in the side of the inn.
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Looking fierce and tired from the road, enters Dragoness to the tavern, with a large pack on her back of an odd egg shape. Sitting down and asking for a good drink and some nurishment. She assesses the room. Curious at the collection of travellers.
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Boromir comes out with a grand dish of roast with the finest vegetables. He put it on there just in case, yet knows most minotaurs care less of plant food and prefer the meat. He then sets it next to his battleaxe that must at least weigh 120 pounds alone. He shakes his head on how minotaurs can carry such heavy weapons without an effort. He then pours another mug of dwarven meade for the great warrior.
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Looking fierce and tired from the road, enters Dragoness to the tavern, with a large pack on her back of an odd egg shape. Sitting down and asking for a good drink and some nurishment. She assesses the room. Curious at the collection of travellers. Salutations adventurer! I haven't seen you around these parts before. What shall it be? Perhaps some elvin wine from the islands of Silvernarion, or a sweet soothing grapan liquor from the hobbit's shire, or a goblin's brew which is our locals favorite ale. Boromir then looks at the odd shaped golden egg with curiousity. |
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Draven cocks his head at the new arrival. Strange new comer you have for yourself Boromir
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Draven cocks his head at the new arrival. Strange new comer you have for yourself Boromir An interesting golden egg the fellow traveller has. I wonder if it is real gold? |
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Looking fierce and tired from the road, enters Dragoness to the tavern, with a large pack on her back of an odd egg shape. Sitting down and asking for a good drink and some nurishment. She assesses the room. Curious at the collection of travellers. Salutations adventurer! I haven't seen you around these parts before. What shall it be? Perhaps some elvin wine from the islands of Silvernarion, or a sweet soothing grapan liquor from the hobbit's shire, or a goblin's brew which is our locals favorite ale. Boromir then looks at the odd shaped golden egg with curiousity. Can I have some elvin wine and a bit of bread and common meat for now. Thanks. Sending a sharp warning glance at the curiosity of the egg, protectively. |
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Edited by
Dragoness
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Tue 05/05/09 01:54 PM
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Draven cocks his head at the new arrival. Strange new comer you have for yourself Boromir An interesting golden egg the fellow traveller has. I wonder if it is real gold? Tis more precious than gold, hmph scoffs |
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No need to fear of theives in this place little one,,, If someone stole something from you they would face my axe for the treachery of breaking my peace and quiet
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Draven cocks his head at the new arrival. Strange new comer you have for yourself Boromir An interesting golden egg the fellow traveller has. I wonder if it is real gold? Tis more precious than gold, hmph scooffs As you wish me lady as Boromir pours some of the wine from a slender neck bottle into a elegant glass. He then disappears to the kitchen to fetch some bread and meat. |
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Draven drains his cup and stares off into space.
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No need to fear of theives in this place little one,,, If someone stole something from you they would face my axe for the treachery of breaking my peace and quiet Smiling Not feared of theives, as I am capable, I fear damage as the precious cargo inside is not ready yet to be here. |
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Aye you may be able to take care of yourself,, but a horde of orcs can take care of you and yer precious cargo,,,
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Boromir comes out to serve the bread and meat to the newcomer. He looks at the golden egg once more before taking his eyes off it. He didn't want to make it so obvious.
Without any patience he spurts out the long awaited question: "What is that?" he asks pointing at the golden egg. |
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Its something breathing,, i can hear it from here
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Aye you may be able to take care of yourself,, but a horde of orcs can take care of you and yer precious cargo,,, I saw some of them on the way here. Eyes flashing concern. Drinking slowly and seeming to relax a bit. Tiredness showing on her face. Hopefully they will stay clear for a bit. |
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They know i am near,, and they wnat to tangle with me not again
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Boromir comes out to serve the bread and meat to the newcomer. He looks at the golden egg once more before taking his eyes off it. He didn't want to make it so obvious. Without any patience he spurts out the long awaited question: "What is that?" he asks pointing at the golden egg. When it reaches age it will be my beloved friend and battle partner, a dragon from the great dragons. |
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