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 Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 8:54 am
STEFAN HAD TRAVELED ABOUT A MILE OR SO OUT INTO THE PITCHBLACK FOREST, WHEN HIS HORSE REFUSED TO GO ANY FURTHER.
HE SIGHED.
BACK TO THAT INN, EVEN IF HE HAD TO SLEEP IN THE STABLES WITH THE DAMNED HORSES.
HE TIED UP DEMONA, RUBBED HER DOWN, FED HER A BIT, TIED HER AND THEN WENT UP TO THE DAMNED DOOR... AGAIN.
HE KNOCKED LOUDLY. STEFAN SUPPOSED HE COULD JUST TRY TO ENTER, BUT HE WAS RAISED WITH MORE MANNERS THAN THAT.
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Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 5:42 am
Ki looked at the entrance, seeing that there is another ...
Guest?
"I supposed you too are waiting for the owner?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 7:18 am
Princess Kirana galloped up to the stables to the left of a rather cozy looking inn, and waited a moment for her companion to catch up.
The night was rife with evil, she could smell it, and she preferred to be indoors when it came. Not that she couldn't protect herself, but her maidservant would be unable to shapeshift, as she herself could.
Alana finally trotted in on her stallion, Prospero, both of them panting.
"Tisn't a night for dawdling, Alana. Stable the horses, and be certain to take care of them. Perseus appears to be favoring his left side... I cannot ascertain why. It seems his thoughts remained closed off to me."
This hurt her feelings, but since the last battle, she'd been unable to converse with her beloved 5 year old stallion. She slid gracefully off the animal, and watched as Alana took the reins and tied up both of the magnificant beasts, one white as snow, the other black as the darkest midnight hour.
"Thank you Alana."
Kirana adjusted her bits of weaponry, taking care to disguise from view all but the sword her father had given to her for her 16th birthday 5 years earlier. Last midsummer, he'd finally succumbed to the sickness that had caused him to cough blood and finally simply weaken and die....
Heartbroken, she'd left the keep in Scotland, and had been traveling with her Alana for nearly a year.... restless.
She walked the few hundred paces to the entrance, where 2 people stood, seemingly waiting for the proprietor to open up. She made a noise under her breath of amused exasperation, nodded to the two as she stepped between them and shoved open the door, announcing to the empty room, "The Princess Kirana of the clan McCullough of McDunnlay Keep has arrived. I'll not be kept waiting."
She continued on to the fireplace, taking off her kidskin gloves and setting them upon the mantle to dry... It had been raining earlier, and she was a bit damp all over. If she wasn't given a room soon, she'd take one.
((ooc - i can't pick a dorm since i don't know what the innkeeper will do - i think that goes for all who join this. also, you need to fix your poll and add "other" !))
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Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 5:47 pm
Oceans walks up to the door..where there looks to be other people waiting.
Her feet are tired, and she is cold from the chill in the air. She decides to speak:
"Ugh..I am freezing. If the door is unlocked..let's go in! I mean..it is an "inn"..it's not like we're walking into somebody's house."
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 3:37 am
Ki heard another voice,and saw another guest entering. "Oh..another one. "
Now what..The owner's not here yet..Shall I do something?...Meh.
Ki remained sitted, and pouted,hoping that the inn has any candy in store.
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 7:38 am
Damien sat perched atop the roof of the inn, waiting on the rest of the mortals to enter.
A changeling had gone into the inn. Unless Damien was mistaken, the royal woman was not only a changeling, but was possessed of wizard's blood. Which made her either a potential enemy, or an excellent ally. Either way, she'd be a nasty handful.
He was waiting for another, however. He'd stay where he was, making himself dim to the sight of others, until the other came along. Or until the hunger could no longer be contained, and it was necessary to take a drink. Just a small one. He'd fed avariciously the night before, and the blood of that foul creature would sustain him at least a week. But with what might be coming, it was always a good plan to be filled.
He noticed a woman below, complaining of the cold in the air. It had been centuries since Damien had felt much in the way of heat or cold... He did not miss it much.
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 8:03 am
Oceans senses that she's being watched, though she doesn't know from where. With it being dark & cold, she doesn't want to wait outside any longer to find out if her feeling is true.
She turns the inn's doorknob & opens the door. She steps inside & holds the door open for a second to see if anybody else is going to come in behind her. She knows that there are several others outside. Will they come in as well?
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 9:47 am
Bettina emerged from the kitchens, wiping her hands on her apron.
"Damn me, there are guests!"
She hurried to the front door, curtsying quickly to the woman with the regal manner, and saying to the people standing there, "I'm terribly sorry, I am. My mistress is otherwise occupied, she is, and there be none but myself, and it's cookin' I am for the other guests."
She stood back and swept out an arm.
"Who's to be needin' a room tonight and who's here for the drink?" She winked saucily. "And who be here for our other offerins?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 11:22 am
The princess rolled her eyes at the servant.
"I am the Heir to throne of Scotland, woman. Attend to my needs. WOrry not for the peasants."
It wasn't in her nature to be quite so ... prickly, but she was overtired. She had been hunting without proper rest or a decent meal for so long now that she no longer remembered herself.
"My lady-in-waiting will be along momentarily, and I'll expect you to show her some of the same courtesy you're going to show me."
Kirana finished going up the stairs, sure that the servant would not be far behind. She chose to open the first door to the right, smiling happily when she saw the huge fireplace and equally large bed. Soft. Inviting."I'll need hot water brought up for bathing."
She unhurriedly began removing her dirty and damp outer clothing.
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 4:33 pm
Ocean watches "miss princess" go upstairs to find her room. "Lord..hopefully I won't have to be around her long.", she thinks to herself.
She walks over to Bettina. "Thank you very much ma'am. I'm sorry for coming in abruptly like I did, but I am cold & hungry. I would love to have dinner here, and a few drinks would be wonderful. Are we able to pick which room we would like? I should only be spending the night here & will be on my way tomorrow."
Ocean rubs her arms with her hands, trying to warm up. She glances over at the door, still feeling those eyes on her. She wonders if it was just her imagination or if there is someone, or something, outside. Or has it already come in?
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 6:15 pm
Some time had passed when Damien came to the realization that he was thirsty. Nothing tasted better than mage blood. He wondered if he might possibly take a sip while she slept, and made the decision to take a room for the night - and day.
He took a step off the roof, landing very lightly on his feet, then entered the inn and took a look around. A brace of women, not much else. He looks at the cold one.
"Fire?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 4:47 pm
Cleo sat on the branch of a tree, petting a black panther at her side. She sighed. Then jumped from the tree, landing softly on her feet."I guess i could check out this place" she said to herself. She then started walking towards the castle.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 9:20 am
Ocean notices some lounge chairs over by the fireplace. She walks over & sits down to warm herself while she waits for food & drink. She's tempted to go upstairs & help herself to a room, but she'll be patient.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 10:33 am
Vincent walked up to the door and let himself in, senses in overdrive. He walked over to the person he assumed was the barkeeper and asked, "I was wondering if you were in need of some muscle to insure that nothing goes wrong?" he asked politely. "All I ask in return is room and board as long as I'm here, taken from my wages, of course."
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