Topic: The Crimson Vixar Tavern | |
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Could say that. You smell like *Sniffs his shirt* dead leaves and horse dung. *smirks* Icarus almost takes offence to this remark but notices her smirk and takes it in good jest *laughs heartily* "I find you most intruiging, lady... Cos... forgive my Elven ways... You are quite unlike the womenfolk of my people." |
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You've been sheltered. Hopefuly you'll pop out of your shell.
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"That's the plan" *wink*
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*Sips her wine* So what is it like wehere you are from.
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*Sips her wine* So what is it like wehere you are from. "Oh! It is the most beautiful place! The trees..." *sigh* "They speak to us of days of old, when the Earth was young and Men were but a dream." *Icarus finishes his glass, beginning to feel quite homesick* "Enough of me; what of you? Tell me of the places you have seen." |
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Ive seen.... this room.. upstairs... the alley way. you know. Ive been around.
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"This room, upstairs or an alleyway? All seem fine choices to me. Which would you prefer?"
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*smirks and shakes her head then goes to get another glass of wine* If i told you trhat it wouldnt be much of a suprise.
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"I like suprises." *titter* "Bring the bottle back with you, I need another drink, paid for or otherwise."
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*grabs a bottle and slides it to Icarus*
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So why did you come here? Boyfriend run off?
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*deflty catches the bottle and pours a drink*
"This.. *ahem* "Elvish" wine certainly grows on you. Once you get past the crude quality of the grape it's actually not bad." *raises his glass for a toast* "Here's to... newfound friends. Cheers." |
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Cheers. *smiles and sips her drink* The wine is alright not as gooda s my rum tho ugh
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So why did you come here? Boyfriend run off? *laughs... perhaps a little too loudly* "Certainly not! ...I left him." *smirk* |
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Cheers. *smiles and sips her drink* The wine is alright not as gooda s my rum tho ugh "Rum, you say? I'm always open to new experiences. Might I sample a tittle?" |
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I dont know if you can handle my rum. *she grabs one of her bottles and a small shot glass and pours him a shot and hands it to him*
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*smells the strong aroma of the rum before downing the shot*
*coughs slightly* "That certainly has a nice kick to it. Alas, I expected more." |
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what do you have in the way of booze? Elf beer?
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"Beer?! You jest, surely. Apart from our proper Elvish wine, we regularly partake of a drink... how to translate?... "The Emerald Pixie" I think you'd enjoy it."
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bah bring this pixi to me and she shall lick my boots *grins*
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