The light from the fireplace at the Three Creeks Inn dances around the room. Various patrons sit comfortably at oaken tables, chatting about this and that....
"Well, Kerris," Torrin says, patting the Keolander on the back. Torrin eyeballs the two healthy mugs of ale the serving-wench places on the table for the two...
Note: Spoilers deleted from this response. Safe to read. ... you ... Kerris sighs. "I tole ya ta go ta th' carnival, an' yew went an went ta th' Royal...
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Note: Spoilers deleted from this response. Safe to read. ... The gentleman from the Royal Navy interjects again -- "Have you thought of joining the Navy?...
Note: No spoilers in this response. Safe to read. ... you ... a ... easier. And ... The brownhaired Keolander nodds at the mention of the Navy. "It aint a...
... The sailor shakes his head understandingly at this. ... No, I've never seen a mermaid, but where else would you see one but in the Navy? ;) But the feel...
... <OOC> This reminds me; FYI there is a canon reference to a sea-elf colony just off fairwind coast (by shining white and wragby). May be something fun to...
... <OOC> Blast it! I'll never get to work on a decent idea with y'all stealing them! ;) Guess it's back to the Gnomish Warmachine Rampaging through...
... ship ... your ... Kerris listens to the sailor's tale with increasing astonishment. "Yer stone mad, neighbor! I loved th' free wind o' th wide seas, but a...
... The sailor leans back his head, chuckling quietly as Kerris continues. ... I used to be surly -- wondered why everyone was always talking about serving the...
Tara stares at the blank piece of paper in front of her and the quill in her hand as if they were outsiders. Anyone looking at the scene, though, would think...
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(as said by the sailor) That's the difference between us -- you're oak, and I'm pine. It ... At this moment a tall, thin girl in her mid-twenties enters the ...
Kerris's grey eyes lit up at the excited burst of conversation from the well-dressed, brown-haired woman. "El, I'd like ya ta meet Torrin, here. I jest bumped...
Torrin stands as Kerris does, and bows slightly. "Nice meeting you, miss. And thanks for the introduction, Mr. Mort." Torrin waits for the lady to sit before...
... leave it ... Torrin stands as Kerris does, and bows slightly. "Nice meeting you, miss. And thanks for the introduction, Mr. Mort." Torrin waits for the...
... must ... Torrin gently shakes Eleri's hand. "I will certainly dance, my Lady." Torrin surveys the tavern, loking intently at several of the establishment's...
... "Heavens Torrin, it is just 'Eleri'. I am not a noble at all." Then with a smile to him, "Please hurry back, you definately could use some less dangerous...
... Joining Eleri's protestations, Kerris says "Oy, Torrin, ifn ye be tired an' jest want ta rest 'n' watch, tis no shame, but there's no need ta be leavin'...
"Wow," Torrin utters in awe, holding his arms out and inspecting his person. "Well done, Kerris. I have no aptitude for such art. So, the simplest spells amaze...
... Eleri watches the retreating figure, eyes wide with surprise. "I'll have to ask him sometime where in Woodverge he is from. I wonder if it is anywhere...
... After listening to the music for a few beats, the sailor gets up and begins to do a sailor's dance. His feet practically fly under him in intricate...
... "Aye. I know jest a lil o' th' Art, but it come in quite `andy at times." ... and ... Kerris quickly swigs that last of his ale and wipes his mouth with ...
... Color high and eyes sparkling, Eleri is clearly enjoying herself. Relaxed into Kerris' lead, she is obviously not professionaly trainned, but naturally...
Tara paces around her camp in frustration. Nothing seemed to be going right with her these days. While waiting for a response to her letter she'd gone on a...
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