Topic: WELCOME TO THE GREEN DRAGON'S INN ! - part 3 | |
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haven't seen you in a while . nice to have you hear again.
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*Pulls her hand back away from everyone when Max comes down the stairs.* Sees her reaction but pays no attention to it he has to much no his mind He steps outside for some fresh air. |
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she sits back to ponder what is up with Max
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*looks around slowly*
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*slips outside through the back door, the opposite direction as max*
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*Comes back inside and yawns*
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*Onumorid enters the inn. Very tired and annoyed with his boss for making him work such late hours. He goes to his dark corner and goes into trance to get some well needed rest.*
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*Kicks the door to the inn open, obviously REALLY angry. she goes to the normal table and throws down her bow and arrows onto the table*
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*Looks at the Drow and her eyes flash gray for a second. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath*
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Boromir comes out of the kitchen. He couldn't help himself with another serving of his goulasch. He then sees the wood elf upset and walks to her to sit down. "Are you okay?" he asks worried.
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*looks at Boromir, her eyes instantly soften to the light teal. She closes her eyes and sighs. She sits down almost melting then looks back at him noding softly. She looks back at her bow and quiver taking a deep breath*
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"Here let me get you a elvin wine to soothe your soul," Boromir says as he gets up to pour a glass.
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Max enters pays for his room and goes upstairs
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*hands Boromir a couple of coins when he comes back with her wine and smiles weakly*
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Max enters pays for his room and goes upstairs Boromir takes the gold and wishes the dark elf a good night. |
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*Rathil enters the inn looking as if he has had a rough night. He makes it back in only minutes before curfew is supposed to set in. He sits down at the bar without a word and without acknowledging anyone. It is almost as if he is completely unaware of their presense.*
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*Rathil enters the inn looking as if he has had a rough night. He makes it back in only minutes before curfew is supposed to set in. He sits down at the bar without a word and without acknowledging anyone. It is almost as if he is completely unaware of their presense.* "Hi there Rathil. How are you?" Boromir asks as he serves a elvin wine to the female wood elf. |
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*slides a fwe coins into Boromirs hand as she takes her wine and looks at Rat*
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*Seeming to almost snap awake at the sound of Boromir's voice he responds*
Oh, I am fine my friend. It has just been a rather long night I am afraid. Could I get a brew when you have a chance please. |
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Enters the Inn with Silver close by.
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