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Thanks. I didn't get a meal earlier, do have anything left? If so, I would like a side of garlic if you have it. 
Then she wondered if it was just a myth that Vampires hated garlic but she didn't say anything. She was in a very strange land amongst very strange creatures and she did not want to stand out like a sore thumb or start asking too many questions. "Why I still have Boar's Stew and some dark bread. I can throw in some garlic cloves if you like," Boromir replies. Thanks. Put the garlic to the side please, not in the Stew. I like it raw. She planned to string the garlic around her neck. Hey, it couldn't hurt. |
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Edited by
Barbus
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Wed 05/07/08 09:33 PM
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Thanks. I didn't get a meal earlier, do have anything left? If so, I would like a side of garlic if you have it.
Then she wondered if it was just a myth that Vampires hated garlic but she didn't say anything. She was in a very strange land amongst very strange creatures and she did not want to stand out like a sore thumb or start asking too many questions. "Why I still have Boar's Stew and some dark bread. I can throw in some garlic cloves if you like," Boromir replies. Thanks. Put the garlic to the side please, not in the Stew. I like it raw. She planned to string the garlic around her neck. Hey, it couldn't hurt. |
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I did buy that old school but did nothing with it, maybe you are right, damn, where did you get so smart? You are growing up so fast! Though I am surprised you are not working in the Blacksmith's shoppe with your father, with those brains of yours, you could be an inventer or something. "I really like it here in the Green Dragon's Inn. Maybe Criani will hand over her business to me one day since she has no children. I have been loyal to her for many eras now," Boromir replies. I still have alot to learn on how to run such a tavern, but I am learning," Boromir finishes. |
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You know, with your talent here, you may get your wish, I have also seen two places for sale one here in Sinatorium, and the other is in Bristol, who knows, you could start a chain of Inns, be super rich.
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You know, with your talent here, you may get your wish, I have also seen two places for sale one here in Sinatorium, and the other is in Bristol, who knows, you could start a chain of Inns, be super rich. "You are right. Maybe one day. For now this is my life serving food and drink," Boromir replies. He then looks at Barbus for a moment. He then grins. "You know upstairs there is a half elf beautiful woman. She was flirting with me all night. I was so shy and embarrassed." He then pauses and blushed. "I never kissed a woman before," he whispers. "What is it like?" he finally manages to ask. |
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Thanks. I didn't get a meal earlier, do have anything left? If so, I would like a side of garlic if you have it.
Then she wondered if it was just a myth that Vampires hated garlic but she didn't say anything. She was in a very strange land amongst very strange creatures and she did not want to stand out like a sore thumb or start asking too many questions. "Why I still have Boar's Stew and some dark bread. I can throw in some garlic cloves if you like," Boromir replies. Thanks. Put the garlic to the side please, not in the Stew. I like it raw. She planned to string the garlic around her neck. Hey, it couldn't hurt. Wow! I hope you have a strong mint for after you eat all that garlic, man, your breath would have lethal potential. *shruggs down* no offence. Morgan smiled thinking to herself, on second thought maybe I should eat one now. Thinking of the Vampires, She looked at him and said, "One can always hope." |
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You know, with your talent here, you may get your wish, I have also seen two places for sale one here in Sinatorium, and the other is in Bristol, who knows, you could start a chain of Inns, be super rich. "You are right. Maybe one day. For now this is my life serving food and drink," Boromir replies. He then looks at Barbus for a moment. He then grins. "You know upstairs there is a half elf beautiful woman. She was flirting with me all night. I was so shy and embarrassed." He then pauses and blushed. "I never kissed a woman before," he whispers. "What is it like?" he finally manages to ask. I cannot answer that, you will have to just find out, trust me, it isn't all that bad. The only thing is, do not tell her you are an assassin, for whatever reason, they always run away. Lucky for you, you are an inkeep. Watch them drows, even half drows, are tempermental, you should know that, you have seen me before, and drow men are tame compared to the women sometimes. |
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Thanks. I didn't get a meal earlier, do have anything left? If so, I would like a side of garlic if you have it.
Then she wondered if it was just a myth that Vampires hated garlic but she didn't say anything. She was in a very strange land amongst very strange creatures and she did not want to stand out like a sore thumb or start asking too many questions. "Why I still have Boar's Stew and some dark bread. I can throw in some garlic cloves if you like," Boromir replies. Thanks. Put the garlic to the side please, not in the Stew. I like it raw. She planned to string the garlic around her neck. Hey, it couldn't hurt. Wow! I hope you have a strong mint for after you eat all that garlic, man, your breath would have lethal potential. *shruggs down* no offence. Morgan smiled thinking to herself, on second thought maybe I should eat one now. Thinking of the Vampires, She looked at him and said, "One can always hope." |
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"Well it is late. I will head up the stairs to my room. Tommorow is another day.
"Good night," Boromir says stretching and yawning. He then goes up the stairs to his room |
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Goodnight Kiddo, I will stand guard here like I always do, the doors are locked and I will add wood to the fire in a little bit.
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Edited by
Jeanniebean
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Wed 05/07/08 10:33 PM
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Thanks. I didn't get a meal earlier, do have anything left? If so, I would like a side of garlic if you have it.
Then she wondered if it was just a myth that Vampires hated garlic but she didn't say anything. She was in a very strange land amongst very strange creatures and she did not want to stand out like a sore thumb or start asking too many questions. "Why I still have Boar's Stew and some dark bread. I can throw in some garlic cloves if you like," Boromir replies. Thanks. Put the garlic to the side please, not in the Stew. I like it raw. She planned to string the garlic around her neck. Hey, it couldn't hurt. Wow! I hope you have a strong mint for after you eat all that garlic, man, your breath would have lethal potential. *shruggs down* no offence. Morgan smiled thinking to herself, on second thought maybe I should eat one now. Thinking of the Vampires, She looked at him and said, "One can always hope." "Not at all" she lied. "I eat this to kill stomach parasites." She took her key and said "Goodnight kind sir. I hope to see you again." She put the garlic in her draw string bag and took her bowl of stew up to her room. She just wanted to get some sleep, tired after a battle with three vampires who seemed to be fighting over her like a piece of meat rather than with her. She wondered why she was even still alive. |
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 ....as she pulls off her hood, she catches his glance and tip of a hat...and smiles slightly w/a nod......... .....
.......  ......her trip has been long and weary as she is she closes her eyes and lays her head on the table over her crossed forearms....her eyes flutter as she seems to fall into a trance like sleep..........
...coming out of her long days sleep, Nareekasil realizing she missed all of the days antics by the inhabitants as they came and went, wished in hindsight she had just gotten a room....but being more of a nocturnal creature she stretched off the days stiffness...she watches the fire as it dances shadows on the walls...she is aware there is still someone in the room but the half darkness hides whom it is...she considers getting up and going out into the nights cool air but hesitates.... |
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Edited by
Barbus
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Wed 05/07/08 11:13 PM
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*drinks the last of his wine, and observes the person in the inn* (silently steps back into the shadows, and draws a dagger in one hand, and reaches into his pouch for an invisibility tonic, which he drinks immediately, vanishing deeper into the shadows)
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....speaking slowly and carefully she/Nareekasil speaks "is everyone else gone....there seems to be an entity amongst us I cant identify... do you have any sence of who or what it is" she inquires of Barbus... |
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*sneaks up behind the lady, while still invisible*
I say, the rooster hasn't even crowed yet, are you alright? |
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...she senses his presence and slides over into the next chair over against the wall..."my evening is just beginning..."she pulls her hood of her robe up over her head, readying her self for a slip into the night...."have any idea what the weather is like out there tonight ?" |
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*walks silently towards the door* (you see the lock turn as if by itself) It was not so bad today, got a little cooler tonight, I saw a few clouds rolling in, but nothing threatening, if I wasn't pulling guard duty here, I would go for a fly. Might I suggest a little protection, there are rumors of Vampires nearby tonight.
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*places a wooden cross on the ground, it appears to have points at any end which indicate that it would make a good stabbing weapon* (Steps silently back into the shadows and remains perfectly still and silent)
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...."thankyou dear sir but I have a issue with articles from religious beliefs so far from my own"...she lifts her robes with her hand to expose a couple of wooden stakes leather bound to her leg..."but your generosity is quite appreciated..." she slowly rises from her seat, gathers her meager belongings..."I believe I will take my leave, good evening to you kind sir, have a pleasant evening"...looking to the direction she sensed he was, nodded and headed towards the door.... |
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*waits for her to leave, and silently makes his way towards the door and locks it, then picks up his rejected cross, and retires to his corner to watch over the tavern*
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