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 Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 2:49 pm
Sarjak rolled her eyes. "He asked it, Halfpint."
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 5:02 pm
"...arguing aside, after we part, you can normally find me at my master's house or the Witch's Brew; a tavern near the entrance of town. Should you come seeking for me, those are the best places to look."
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 7:23 pm
"Well, Miss Galon, I don't quite remember you giving me your name either..." Ignatius smiles to hmself, almost proud of his little joke. 'I'm sure we'll get to know eachother, I have no worries."
He turns his attention to Mags, "I'll sleep outside the walls, this city stuff is alien to me..." He shudders as he thinks back to his last sleeping spot, and how uncomfortable the skinny trees were.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 7:35 pm
Kevven continued to scowl. "Mah name is of no importantance to you. call me meerly be Kevven." He obvoiusly hated the term 'halfpint'. Prefering the term 'Little people'
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 7:55 pm
Mags rolled his eyes, "Ah yes, the secretive type." He turned his attention back forward. "Your situation is understandable, Master Ignatius. Had I a choice I would live outside the city as well..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 2:03 pm
Sarjak looked confused. "I haven't given my name yet? I thought I had. Sarjak. I thought I had said so while also explaining my title as monk."
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 4:06 pm
Kevven continued to scowl, "You'd understand more if you knew where I was comin' from." A tone of malice behind his voice, tempted to pull his crossbow on them. No, it wasn't the time. He might need them later down the road.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 11:00 pm
Mags didn't bother to look back when he responded. "I assure you, I did not mean to offend. Everyone has their secrets...it's just that not everyone are as open about having them as you are." Mags continued looking ahead. They were probably close to the center of town by now. "And it is a pleasure to meet you as well, Lady Sarjak."
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 5:41 pm
"Well, pleasure to make the aquaintance, Miss Sarjak and Sir Kevven. A Monk? I have never met one, but I'm sure I'll understand more when we meet again. But for now, Miss Sarjak, Sir Kevven, Sir Mags, I'll take my leave from here. Ensure the purse makes its way back to its proper owner, and see fit that the Thief doesn't return to cause any more crimes. Pleasure to meet all of you..." He gives a small bow and starts to walk away, finding his way out of the city to find a place to camp for the night.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 6:10 pm
Kellas is sitting against the wall with his newfound staff as Ignatius walks out of town. Draping his arms over the staff so that it supports them more than they support it, with one end against the ground in front of him and the other propped against the wall at his back, he stretches with a yawn almost big enough to swallow his own head, then opens one eye to see who's there. "Eh?"
The way he's dressed isn't his most impressive of outfits, an easy feat to acheive, instead being his regular unassuming explorer's outfit.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 10:23 pm
Ignatuis tilts his head in the cat's direction. At first, he thought that some animal owner had a sick sense of humor, but quickly realized what he was seeing.
"Top of the mornin' to you!" He raises his hand in greeting, "Looks like rain, doesn't it?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 5:09 am
Kellas looks up at the sky "Rr-row? You know what? Maybe it is." He sniffs the air. "I didn't think about that. Maybe I should put up a tent."
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 6:08 am
Kevven trotted off into a nearby tavern. Only to return with a glass of ale in hand. Drinking it quietly, not so much as making a noise aside from him drinking.
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 6:40 pm
"I was just going to that myself, do you know if there's a creek nearby? Or are you not from this area?
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 8:24 pm
"I found one earlier, but the fish in it were tricky. I couldn't catch any." He glares off in the direction of the offending water. "I almost soaked myself in the attempt."
Something occurs to him, and he turns his attention back to Ignatius. "I suppose you'd like that though, wouldn't you?"
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