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Post by Séregon Telemnar on Jan 11, 2004 13:10:04 GMT -5
Séregon enters the bar and sees none he knows. "Hi everybody"
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Post by Garothel on Jan 13, 2004 11:24:48 GMT -5
Garothel walks into the tavern with his head held high, he stares around looking for a familiar face but does not see one, he continues over to the bar and orders a drink, continuesley turning and looking around as if he was a bit nervous as he knows no one in the tavern.
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Post by Legandir on Jan 13, 2004 16:58:21 GMT -5
Suddenly, an Elf comes and sits next to Garothel. "Hello. So, are you here for a drink?" replied Legandir.
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Post by Imbeglín Oronrá on Jan 13, 2004 17:04:16 GMT -5
*Imbeglinion stumbles in through the door of the Tavern, his clothes are all torn and he is very dishevelled* I'm all right, I'm okay. I just got a little roughed up on my way home. Well, not so muched roughed up as kidnapped and constantly beaten. Other than that though, I'm okay. *Notices other people in the bar* Hello, and who may you be? (OOC: Check the front page of this thread for details about my different characters)
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Post by Legandir on Jan 13, 2004 17:12:56 GMT -5
"Hello. I am Legandir, son of Legandion. I was busy scouting the lands when I came to this tavern. I needed a break, so I went in. And I have to say, this place is cozy and nice."
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Post by Imbeglín Oronrá on Jan 13, 2004 17:16:56 GMT -5
Thankyou, i've been here a while. I notice you have the mark of someone who has met my cousin, Imbeglin, the leader of the Elven Warriors Of Fangorn Forest. How is he nowadays? *Imbeglinion suddenly swoons, fanits and lies as if dead behind the bar, uttering only "Don't worry about me, good night," to Legandir on his way down.* (OOC: Gotta go. Cya).
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Post by Legandir on Jan 13, 2004 17:20:01 GMT -5
OK. Bye for now.
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Post by Garothel on Jan 14, 2004 8:57:29 GMT -5
Garothel enters the tavern, quickly looking around to see if he can see anyone he knows, unfortuanlty, he doesnt see anyone, but he sees what seems to be a bunch of cheerful fellows sat by the fire laughing and drinking, Garothel walks over to them, already feeling the warmth from the glowing logs in the fire "good evening, may i sit with you, my name is Garothel and i am new to the area...
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Post by Linwë Ar-Feiniel on Jan 14, 2004 20:04:24 GMT -5
~hearing the commotion downstairs she walks down to see a bunch of men drinking and having fun~
Hi, my name is Linwë Ar-Feiniel. I was just upstairs caring for an elf that came in a few days ago hurt. How are all of you doing?
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Post by Elenar on Jan 14, 2004 20:58:19 GMT -5
Amras, waking and seeing Linwe walking down the stairs, sits up and pulls his clothes on as best as he could, though yes, they were rather cut up, and yes, his arm and side still stung a bit. Finally, he was up. Tenatively, he took a few steps, only to feel a little lightheaded. Regaining his balance, he stumbles to the stairs and starts to limp down. He sees a cheery group of Elves sitting around a large roaring fire, and Linwe standing near them, and walks down to greet them. "Hail and well met friends. I am Amras."
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Post by Linwë Ar-Feiniel on Jan 14, 2004 21:02:26 GMT -5
~turns around when she hears Amras's voice~
Didnt i tell you to stay in bed your not well enough to be down here yet. But since your already down here get in that chair right there ~points to a chair beside her hip~
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Post by Elenar on Jan 14, 2004 21:06:21 GMT -5
Amras hobbled over to the chair and sat down gingerly, then gets up suddenly, and drags over another chair right beside his. Pointing to it, he says,"Linwe, you took care of me and fed me and healed me, this is the very least I can do. Please."
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Post by Linwë Ar-Feiniel on Jan 14, 2004 21:12:37 GMT -5
~smiles at Amras~
Thank you for the chair but stay in the chair till i get you some more food. ~makes some more of the soup~ Here you go eat all of it. i want you to get better so you can help me learn to use a sword.
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Post by Elenar on Jan 14, 2004 21:19:40 GMT -5
Blushing, Amras plops down on his chair and accepts the soup bowl Linwe gives him. But before he eats it, Amras motions towards the chair next to him and looks at Linwe pleadingly.
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Post by Linwë Ar-Feiniel on Jan 14, 2004 21:23:06 GMT -5
ok i will ~sits down in the chair~
now eat. ~Lays head on Amras's shoulder~
I am so tired you dont mind do you?
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