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 Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 8:57 pm
ladyumbra Tsura gave the friendly man a grin was she sat " I'm Tsura, tis a pleasure to meet you." The words were both honest and meant to put him at ease before jumping into questioning. " I was wondering if I could ask you where the apples for the cider here came from." As she spoke the woman noted Berit playing on the floor with some distraught looking man, at least he didn't seem bothered by her presence. "Th'apples?" asks Guillermo, scratching his balding head. "Uh, the apple orchards, of course." He gestures expansively. "Wherever the apple trees are growin', there's from what we get our apples for our cider!" He leans on the counter, winking at Tsura. "Why, you plannin' on 'avin' a look-round?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 9:00 pm
A new patron walks into the bar and sits in the corner with Ulo.
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Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 7:40 pm
Tsura nodded with a small smile " I need to find a rotten one strange as it sounds." Then again it might not be all that strange depending on the things Mama normally wanted for her potions. " I don't suppose you'd know where in the orchards the trees first had ripe apples?" Though the more time she spent in the ciderhouse smelling the sweet fruit brew the less inclined she was to brave the outside again in search of a rotten apple. She'd need to but she wouldn't necessarily enjoy it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 7:50 pm
Menelie "A fine reason to 'ave a stop-over at our 'arvest festival. Fine reason indeed. Mm--pay no mind to Roggan. 'E's just drunk an' lost his head."
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Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 11:54 pm
ladyumbra Tsura nodded with a small smile " I need to find a rotten one strange as it sounds." Then again it might not be all that strange depending on the things Mama normally wanted for her potions. " I don't suppose you'd know where in the orchards the trees first had ripe apples?" Though the more time she spent in the ciderhouse smelling the sweet fruit brew the less inclined she was to brave the outside again in search of a rotten apple. She'd need to but she wouldn't necessarily enjoy it. Guillermo scratches his balding head. "Aye....that'd be Kellen's little orchard. If you need a rotten'un, I'd talk to him." He suspects the lovely young woman's on an errand for Mama Peretta. The down-and-out always seem to find their way to her wagon, bless her heart.
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Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 11:59 pm
Maeko-Hana "Oh...it's just...I thought I heard...nevermind...It was probably nothing..." Shy turned at looked at the drunk searcher, chewing on her lip. Say it again...Just say it again...so I know I'm not mad. Roggan gets back on his hands and knees, still searching. Guillermo nods a bit and starts to clean a glass. "Roggan may be a fool, but 'e's a good customer!" He laughs heartily.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 12:28 am
Tsura leaned across the bar to kiss the man's cheek " You're a wonderful help, now if you could just tell me how to find him?" Okay so she was blushing a little and she didn't know this man from a hole in the ground but well affection was how she expressed gratitude.
Berit, bored of the human on the floor curried over to check out the strange newcomer in robes. Would he feed her, were his clothes oft and good for nesting in?
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 9:51 pm
((Who's Berit interacting with? The newcomer in purple and red is a woman, if that's what you meant.))
Guillermo blushes, though it isn't terribly noticeable under his ruddy complexion. "He's the cartwright's husband, 'e is," he says jubilantly. "Just down the way--you should see their 'ouse right well."
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 4:39 pm
Tamlin wandered aimlessly around the town looking for Baptiste when the fragrance of apples and cinnamon coming from the cider house. Opening her purse slightly she sighed, "Well, maybe it'll cover one cup. An' someone should'ah seen Baptiste somewhere." Looking sideways at her furry companion, Alais, who currently being a very warm muffler, she pursed her lips. Tamlin had wanted to catch Baptiste alone so they could come up with a plan to satisfy Alais's jealousy in a way that wouldn't hurt Baptiste. But Alais was stubbornly clinging to her for now.
Opening the entrance Tamlin saw a number of the caravan members in here enjoying conversations and steaming drinks.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 6:51 pm
Baptiste would have immediately called Tamlin over and offered to pay for her drinks, except for two things. First, he's as poor as a church mouse, and second, he doesn't see her enter the Cider House since he's currently engaged in a conversation with Vara, the bartender's lovely, smoky-eyed daughter.
A very intimate conversation.
Which involves her sitting in his lap.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 8:50 pm
Menelie ((Who's Berit interacting with? The newcomer in purple and red is a woman, if that's what you meant.)) Guillermo blushes, though it isn't terribly noticeable under his ruddy complexion. "He's the cartwright's husband, 'e is," he says jubilantly. "Just down the way--you should see their 'ouse right well." ( ahh yes sorry that's who I meant. sweatdrop Berit likes to investigate people sorry bout that) "Thank you again" Tsura beamed another friendly smile as she spoke. It was nice to see new people and to have them all she;d met so far friendly and helpful as well. This was the sort of place it seemed nice to settle down in, not that she was the settleing kind.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 8:20 am
Ziva bends down to examine the small bird who'd peeped up at her with beady eyes. "Curious little creature, aren't you? Ulo, look at this. A little quail has wandered into the tavern." She picks up Berit and looks at her properly. "Where did you come from?"she asks from behind her veil.
Ulo just grunts softly and rolls his eyes. Women.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 11:36 pm
Baptiste, or more accurately the vapid, giggling barmaid that was lounging in his lap caught Tamlin's attention immediately. She bristled unconsciously, what was that lusty fox doing with Baptiste? And just when I was trying to find him in order to explain the situation. And look at him, completely absorbed in that floof just because she had those pouty lips, watery eyes, and an engorged bustline. Ugh, men never grow up, they revert to suckling babes the instant a bouncing figure wanders into their purview
She realized she was standing in the entrance way and wound her way through the tables till she was near to where her wandering companion was sitting and pulled out a chair to sit down. Waving at the bartender to come over when he was freed up she sat patiently and stared with an icy gaze at Baptiste
Alais noted The Man, always stealing her time, always in the way. He was again with a women. She couldn't blame him, women people smelled better and possessed many shinies and things of interest worthy of hoarding. No, no, don't go towards him! he is busy anyway, no time for you now Alais tensed up as Tamlin began walking towards him, but then relaxed and wrapped her tail protectively around her as she sat down a few seats removed.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 8:11 am
"'Scuse me, ladies," says Guillermo with a nod to Lesh and Tsura. "I'll be right back." He wanders over to Tamlin, eyeing Alais nervously. What on earth was a raccoon doing riding on her shoulder like a pet? "What can I get for you, miss?" he asks. "Perhaps a nice class o' cider
He glances around and is....astounded to see his daughter flirting with a man. He's torn between joy and anger. On the one hand, it was nice to see Vara behaving like a normal young woman--and at least this young man was handsome. On the other hand....
"'Scuse me, miss," he says to Tamlin. "Oi! You!" He says to Baptiste. "What're you doing with my daughter?" He puts his hands on his hips. "And Vara! Get back to work!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 8:38 pm
It seems as if as soon as Vara hops out of Baptiste's lap in response to her father's command, she goes right back to being the same frigid woman the tavern's regulars are used to.
Baptiste smiles sheepishly at Guillermo, then glances around as if awakened from a dream state. "Tamlin!" he exclaims with surprise. He moves over to her table. "What on earth are you doing in here? A tavern's no place for a proper woman!"
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