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 Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 7:24 pm
Finally inching her way over to the table with the elven girl whom had waved to her. Lurea made a hesitant smile and sat sheepishly. "Hello, I... I'm Lurea... a.. a.. pleasure." moving her hair out of her face she gave the fakest smile she could and looked back and forth at the tables occupents.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 7:52 pm
She shook her head, an eyebrow arching with playful sarcasm," Come now Perrian, don't tell me you haven't had a good debate with scholarly types. Though I suppose I do have a few years over you do..." Laughing light-heartedly, she turned towards Lurea.
"Hello Lurea," Karythelia smiled cheerfully,"Karythelia deVarlen, Bard. Pleasure to meet you as well. But you don't have to pretend it actually is. I'll understand if you think otherwise... Though I don't believe I can speak for my chums here."
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 7:59 pm
"No it really is, I'm just.. being diffucult I guess..." Hiding her face she turned toward the ground behind her chair. "I've never met a elven girl before and the last elf to talk to me tried to... well... and then I..its not important." Kicking the dust beneathe her chair she turned back to the table red still in her cheeks. "What brings you to Miyr?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 8:12 pm
"Mm... Well I'm here on a proffessional basis," Karythelia replied, still smiling warmly, though Lurea's last elf comment rather piped her natural curiousity,"Gathering experiences for songs and poetry by adventuring, treasure hunting, and the odd vigilante annoying the wealthy and powerful helping the less fortunate type of jaunts. How about you? Any thrill or treasure seeking?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 8:31 pm
"Me, well nothing as fancy as that. I'm on a quest of sorts, I've been working on several skills for a long time. Seclusion made it easier, but times are changing and its harder to exist on your own." Running a hand through her hair she tensed up hoping her story would be sufficient enough. She didnt really lie to the elf girl, just didnt tell the whole truth.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 8:34 pm
Perrian nodded in agreement to her comment about existing on your own. "Lurea, my name is Perrian. I am a white mage, a healer. It is a pleasure to meet you." He said and stuck out his hand.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 8:45 pm
Gingerly shaking his hand she quickly retrieved it and looked down once more. "I must apologize to you Perrian, I do not like healers much." She picked up a glass of wine and sipped it gingerly nodding to the young man whom set it down. "They seem to always get in my way..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 9:02 pm
Karythelia was still curious about Lurea's mysteriousness but she let it slip. The other girl's statement of living alone and her aloof manner made the bard cool her heels a touch. She herself had never really lived alone and had thrived on good conversation, good company, and an urban lifestyle. The half elf made a mental note to talk to Lurea more in the future.
"Well Perrian you should probably start learning to dance," gently teasing him,"As dancers are amazingly quick on their feet you shouldn't be too much of a lumbering meat shield anymore."
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 9:06 pm
Gerbo, who had dazed off thinking of the lagistics behind a quantium magi boost generators, snapped himself back to the present.
"Oh yes! I believe we already met."
Gerbo said as he shot out his hand and Laurea.
"The names Gerbo if ya didn't catch it early m'lady!"
He stated, with a wide grin streached across his face.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 9:12 pm
Looking around her demeanor seemed to change visibly she seemed dumbfounded and stuporish. "Who's there, show yourself! Did anyone hear that?" She said looking at Karythelia with a lost look on her face. "I could have sworn I heard Germo"
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 9:24 pm
"Germo the jester? You know him?"
Gerbo said as he poked his head up over the side of the table.
"He was one of the greatest Gnomish acrobatsof all time! How did you meet him?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 9:28 pm
Fury stands, walks to the bar, and collects another round of tea for himself. Moving back to his chair, he nods politely to the engaging group, with a slight nod to Perrian. "Greetings everyone. I am glad to see that the evening is an entertaining one. Please, do not let me interrupt you further. Pray continue." With that said, he returns to his seat, to watch the drama continue to unfold, quietly sipping at his tea.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 9:29 pm
"On the other side of the table," she mouthed to Lurea and pointed subtly. Hopefully Gerbo was the type to get easily riled by his height. Though when Lurea didn't see Gerbo, the elvish girl nearly fell off her chair in hysterics. Laughing silently to herself, she covered her tittering by taking a swig of her own wine.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 9:31 pm
"By the seven sisters of hate a talking potato!" Lurea pointed at gerbo her face a mix of disgust and confusion. "What power animates this tubor? Perhaps I should humor it. Germo was a cousin of an uncles best friend and he did my 23 birthday back when I was young. I recall him also being a potato..." She tilted her head obviously making no sence since she appeared to be only 23.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 9:37 pm
"Why is it that you say I look like a potato? Besides the fact that I USED to live underground, we have nothing in common!"
Gerbo then jumped onto the table and began speaking in a dramatic voice.
"And for bloody sake its Gerbo! GERBO GERBO GERBO!!!!"
He cried as he jumped up and down.
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