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 Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 12:36 pm
She humms softly and grabs a small broom straw and oak broom and softly sweeps the floor humming in time with the soft scritching of the broom on the stone floor.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 12:44 pm
Azriel walks in with his usual happy deminor and looks around. His face almost seeming to scream " A new place.. hmm So much to learn." and continues into the room toward the bar.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 12:48 pm
She notes his precenes and moves swiftly and graceful to stow the broom in a corner as she slides behind the bar."May i offer you somthing cool to drink after your long journy up the mountain?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 12:51 pm
Azriel smiles at her "umm.... I don't have any money.. I'm sorry..." He sighs. He had learned quickly when he left the monestary to tell bartender's that up front otherwise fights start. He looks around the place interestedly, taking in all of the details.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 12:53 pm
She smiled and shookl her head "I dint ask for money i asked if you wished for a drink."She quickly taps off a cold brew of strawberries and natural herbs "Here its strawberry fizz made right here and like everthing eles on the house" She placed the tankard in front of him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 12:56 pm
Azriel tilts his head slightly at it and sniffs it then taists it [alchoholic?]. And looks back up at the girl "No money?.. thats rather odd for a bar.." He seems intreged by this phenominon[sp]
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:01 pm
"Theres no alchohol in that its to fresh to even start ferminting and i like it better this way and we grow everthing and make everthing or fish or hunt it we dont need money the mountain provides us everthing iron gold siver for the forgde jewls for decorations and other uses the very house we live in is the mountain fish from the pond meat from the forest fruits and veggies from the terraces on the mountain and the forret and orchard at her base milk and its by products from the goats and cows we have we have no need for money it just causes problems"
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:03 pm
Azriel smiles "Wow... this must be the most peicefull place I've come to yet." He takes the drink and actualy starts drinking it now. Looking around "For such a peicefull place it sure is quiet around here."
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:06 pm
"Its normaly quiet sience were not on a map not really most travlers miss us by at least a mountain or two witch is both good and bad good beacuse there is no bad seeds comming here to take hold but bad because many travlers have died with out food and shelter that if they had known we were here theymwould have survieed eaisly but like most things what is a blessing is also a curse" she says mater of factly and softly scrubs down the bar.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:08 pm
Azriel nods "I suppose so... So you don't have much problem with Ruffians around here?" he asks honestly. This place was amazing and yet odd so he had to ask.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:09 pm
"Not really but i doubt any would really want to come to a mountain the spits fire"
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:12 pm
Azriel sighs. His skills wouldn't have much use here... Oh well life goes on. He started to look around Idoly.. then back at the girl "oh I'm Azriel by the way."
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:13 pm
She nods "Call me Stats or D , are you hungey?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:16 pm
Just as she says that his stomack growls and he laughs.. "I'm guessing yes..." he smiles at her "Thank you for your hospitality Stats.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 1:20 pm
Her smile nearly covers her face at the growling sound and slips in to the open kitchin behind the bar calling out "Your more than welcomed here" she sets about fixing up a tray of fresh eraly spring salid a wedge of smooth white chess with almonds a few oat farls fresh from the oven a small fruit tart and a large steaming bowl of deet steew with carrots a potatoes and celery and hunks of tender meat. She then walks back out and sets it on the bar and sets silver ware and reillis his glass for him."Here all perpared this morning"
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