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 Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 6:35 pm
Kail lets Petra lead him around with only a bit of minor reluctance. He wanted to make it known he was uncomfortable but he wasn’t totally adverse to the idea. Kail’igen sits down at the table. Perhaps she’s right; a little social interaction might do me some good. Kail glances around the room. None of the younger people paid him any attention. However he got quite a few wary stares from the old men in the tavern. He knew it was because they were old enough to be around when his parents held there terrible grip over this town. They knew what it meant for him to be an Araethos. Kail lets out a quick sigh. Now I remember why I stay in my home. It will be some time before I can go to a public place and not garnish suspicion. He turns his attention back to Petra. “Oh I don’t drink, I’m a bit of a teetotaler. I’ll just have some water.”
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 6:51 pm
Petra's eyebrows go up slightly at this last statement, but then she smiles again. "All right, then, you can order us some water then. Should we get anything to eat? I'm a little hungry, I guess." She trails off and her face falls in reaction to her thoughts, and she frowns sharply as she feels the initial sting of tears.
"I don't know what I'll do," she says quietly, looking at her hands which are protectively clasped together on the table in front of her. "I need to get back to my parent's house soon. I haven't contacted them at all, so they must be sick with worry. But at the same time..." Petra looks up abruptly, her eyes a little wet. "I can't help but feel that you--all of you--you need me here. I feel like I need to stay... and I want to stay, but I don't know where..."
She blushes and looks away from Kail, embarrassed by how forward she is being. Still... she feels drawn to him, and if he offered, well...
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 6:56 pm
Perrian nodded in agreement. "Before I found this town my life had no purpose, too. My parents kicked me out of the house we did have before I accidentally burnt it down when I was practicing my old magic. Since then, I have been wandering around but I have been staying at the tavern or other places to sleep instead of the old standby that was the outside of anywhere." Perrian sighed. "My past was the reason I joined the Angelic Choir, to maybe seek forgiveness for my past and the ability to be able to forgive myself for my mistakes."
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 7:08 pm
Kail, moved by her tender emotions, almost blurts out immediately. “You can sat at my place…um…if you so desire It’s a rather large house with plenty of vacant rooms.” Crap what am I saying? I live in a haunted mansion. I don’t want scar this girl any more. Its ok, its ok, you’ve got pretty good command of the spirits. You have shown them who the master of the house is. Sure they harassed the last friends you had over their. But I will make sure they are well behaved this time.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 7:23 pm
Petra draws in a breathe sharply, her eyes widening as her face lights up. "Oh," she gasps, "you--oh--I couldn't!" Her hands fly to her mouth to conceal her excited smile. "Oh, that--I wasn't implying--but that--"
She pauses and takes a deep breath to calm herself, an excited flush lighting up her face. She looks at him with overwhelming gratitude. "Oh, Kail," she says, "you have no idea how helpful that would be to me. How can I ever thank you?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 7:33 pm
The lump in under the nice rug inflated again. Reeling back from a well placed stomping, he ((Bellamin)) began to saw through his woven dungeon with the blood dagger. Unfortunately the blood dagger blade was as sharp as a jar of jam. Although, after afew tests, he found out that the tip was pointy, and started to jab his way out... But you really cant stap your way through a rug too easily... Especially when your knife is extremely dull withoud blood, and your arms and legs were asleep. However, determination made him continually stab at the rug with his off-bone-white stone dagger. Unfortunately, it was the size, shape, smell ((Under the rug was some nasty things)) , and unsightly yellow-ish-white color of a dire rat's front tooth.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 7:42 pm
Kail smiled, the first time since Gerbo cracked a joke about singed beards a while back. It warmed his heart to see Petra so happy. “It’s my pleasure. The place is so big and empty it could use someone to help brighten it up.” Kail felt something. Something he had not felt in a long time. It was a pang of joy. He looked inquisitively at Petra, for it was this girl who brought it out.
Kail raises his hand to get attention of a barmaid. “My lady friend and I would like to get something to eat. I would like a soup if you have any left.” He turns to Petra. "And what would you like?”
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 8:06 pm
"And fate enters like a rushing river
Monuments to the stars stir and quiver..."
Stirring from her moment of inspiration she noticed two more new faces. They seemed to have a unique, extra-oridinary even, air of happiness. She grinned rougishly. "Cue dramatic and well timed music!" Karythelia leaned back in her chair and a gentle melody began its dreamy crescendo.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 8:11 pm
Petra smiles at Kail's politeness. "I would like a piece of pie, please, and some milk." She feels a little childish, but she really wants something sweet right now. "Thank you," she adds to the departing barmaid.
"And thank you again," she says to Kail, a happy little smile on her face. She is still blushing with happiness. "You've been so, so kind to me, Kail. I feel like I've known you for my whole life; I can't imagine where I would have been for the last few days without you." The intensity of her affectionate words is beginning to embarrass her, so she breaks eye contact to look shyly around the tavern at the other patrons. One of them--an elf?--has begun to sing sweetly, and Petra smiles, charmed.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 9:10 pm
Kail hears a soft eloquent song drift over form one of the tables and feels a weight upon his chest as Petra speaks her words. He wasn’t quite sure how to respond other than. “It honors me to hear you say that. I too feel like we have known each other for longer than that trip through the mountains.” That trip, though somewhat routine for Kail, was a horrible nightmare for Petra. He did not wish to dwell on it any further and cast a shadow on this enjoyable evening. “So, I think I might be able to get a letter to your parents. You can give them an update on your whereabouts and status.”
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 11:00 pm
Petra smiles with pleasure. "That would be wonderful," she says, "because I just feel like you all... need me." Her thoughts drift back to the wagon train, and her smile falters. Don't think about that now, she tells herself, because everything came out all right.
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 3:00 pm
A stout thickly muscled man enters the tavern walks into the bar. He is accompanied by a large rather scary looking dog. He briskly walks over to the bulletin board and posts some sort of flyer. Then with a grunt he leaves as quickly as he had come.
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 3:05 pm
Caution
A large snake like monster has taken up residence in the forest in the vicinity of Miyr. It has been observed emerging from the forest to prey on cattle in the fields. Individuals are advised to avoid the creature and report any sightings to the authorities. The state has hired Saigen Themwryne to field a team of about 5-6 adventures to capture the beast. If believe you have the right qualities and you would like to participate, please sign on the lines below. ((Its an event))
___Bellamin______ ______Gerbo_______
_____Perrian_____ _______Firu_______
___Fury_________ Karythelia DeVarlen__
((sign ups full will begin even shortly))
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 3:25 pm
There was a loud explosion from the rug, sending bits and pieces flying in all directions. In the midst of the burning fabric and the faint smell of ozone, stood Bellamin. "Okay! WHO KI- Wha?" He casually walked over to the bulletin. "Wonder how long is this going to take?" He started searching for a pen.
((Dungeon, or event?))
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 3:43 pm
Perrian looks over to the bulletin. "So, seems like someone is in need of help. If it isn't a dungeon, I'll sign. If it is, I'm already way too busy." Perrian said and sighed.
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