Topic: THE GREEN DRAGON'S INN - part 5 | |
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wishing for the power to summon barbus the minotaur glares at the drow elf, and pure hatred flows from his eyes
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I fear I will have to meet you there then. Although when you do get to hell, do give my warmest regards to Jericho when you see him. I am sure his soul is roasting quite nicely down there right now. Isn't that right Rathil dear? *She says turning back to him* Rathil: I would not be as cocky with me Esane. You know that in any circumstance I out power you. Even with all the magice you posess I would cut you down. That is why you are cowardly and hide behind shadows. Hearing her blatant disrespect of Jericho, fury wells up inside RéAnna. Thinking to herself, Hell would even be too good for the likes of her. |
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i may not posses magic foul elf, but my ax is great enough to take that ugly head of yours, let you lose your powers, i will be the first in line to take you head
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Edited by
Rathil_Thads
on
Wed 05/21/08 10:07 PM
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*Smiles at Rathil again ignoring the other people in the room*
Have you looked in on poor Jericho lately? *She says with a wicked smile* Because I have and that demon is really laying into him. It has only been mere days and it already looks like he has aged 20 years. Hell has not been kind to that one. *Rathils eye flares but he remains silent. Not giving her the satisfaction of knowing she hit a soft spot with him* |
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walkin takes a look around then sits at a table close to the door
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*Alatariel reenters the inn*
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draven sees alatariel enter and reaches out to grab her to restrain her from the dark elf
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*Rathil jumps up immediately upon seeing Alatariel enter the inn and moves over to her.*
Come now my dear. Tonight is not a good night for you to be here. If you want a drink there is more than enough liquor back at the guild house |
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*Alatariel reenters the inn* walks up to Alatariel and grabs her arm pulling her back towards the table where she sat. |
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*The drow elf laughs*
Such commotion here. That can only mean one thing. Is that you dear Alatariel... My my it has been so long. How have you been recently? I hear you have had a stressful few days *She says with a mocking pout* |
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Why wait what's going on?
Why do you people not want me here? |
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Why wait what's going on? Why do you people not want me here? Come outside with me and I will tell you. |
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with force the minotaur shoves her out of the door before the elf can get to her
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*Alatariel reenters the inn* walks up to Alatariel and grabs her arm pulling her back towards the table where she sat. Phara whispers to Reanna, this is probably the safest place right now, just try to help her stay calm. Phara takes Alatariel's other arm and walks to the table. |
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*The drow elf laughs* Such commotion here. That can only mean one thing. Is that you dear Alatariel... My my it has been so long. How have you been recently? I hear you have had a stressful few days *She says with a mocking pout* *looks at the woman who spoke* *confusion then recognition comes across her face* What are you here for? It is me you want. Leave these people be. |
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Calliope walks over to the bar, steps up on the stool, folds her arms to stare at Esane with a sad look and says, "What must have happened to you? What kind of life do you have? You have aged as well with the frown marks on your face!" she points to the ones in her forehead. "You must be so jealous of Alatariel, to hate her so" looking directly at her with an indifferent face.
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*The drow elf laughs* Such commotion here. That can only mean one thing. Is that you dear Alatariel... My my it has been so long. How have you been recently? I hear you have had a stressful few days *She says with a mocking pout* *looks at the woman who spoke* *confusion then recognition comes across her face* What are you here for? It is me you want. Leave these people be. I have come for no one child. Just a place to sit and drink |
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Calliope walks over to the bar, steps up on the stool, folds her arms to stare at Esane with a sad look and says, "What must have happened to you? What kind of life do you have? You have aged as well with the frown marks on your face!" she points to the ones in her forehead. "You must be so jealous of Alatariel, to hate her so" looking directly at her with an indifferent face. *Glares at the halfling* Test me not tiny one |
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*gets up* I must go... the hate in this room is getting to me.. an no fighting in here.. I shall return sometime soon my friends.
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There are other places to have a drink. GO THERE!!
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