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 Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 4:27 pm
When Muris had waved at him, he returned the wave. "I've been doing just fine with him thank you." He nodded a few times, "He's a very calm horse. Well, most of the time." His smile grew a bit as he said the next part, "I took him out for a ride just this morning. Thank you again for helping me find the perfect horse." He shifted his position in his seat and asked, "How is that horse you have your eye on?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 4:37 pm
Zaine blinked thinking he heard voices, maybe he was going crazy? He sighed no one was around when he was around so why would they be now? But then again why would the front door be moved too. He pondered his for a moment rubbing his chin and staring at the ceiling for a little while longer. He shrugged and gave up figuring he was just going crazy again. He muttered to himself quietly "O well if iima start acting like a lunatic i might as well be energized for the ordeal."
He stopped leaning back and let the chair snap itself back into its correct position and blinked several time. There were other people in the bar he blinked in a partway shock. He blinked a few times wondering if they had noticed him. If they had he proably looked like a lazy louzy employee. He shook it off and figured if they wanted something they would have asked and he would of done his job. No harm no foul, yet atleast. He reached under the bar and searched around for a coke and got one for himself.
He opened the top slightly and sucked on the lid a bit before pulling it away and opening the top all the way.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 4:53 pm
Muris giggled,
"Orin's definitely patient all right. He's almost -lazy- as far as horses go. I'm glad he suits you, though. Sometimes I wonder if Papa was right 'bout me having an eye for horses."
She spun around in her chair a second, tapping her chin thoughtfully,
"And the horse I was talking about's doing just fine. I've decided not to ask for it yet, though, 'cause I can't even ride it right now since I'm so little."
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 5:17 pm
He sipped his drink quietly resting his chin on the bartop. Whoever they were they were pleased with the company around them, so he was positive they didn't see him slacking off. He got a long straw and contiued to drink his coke glad that some business had started up again in the bar, hoping it was a sign of comming events.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 6:11 pm
Alces laughed slightly, "Yeah, I guess he is kind of lazy. At least I don't have to worry about him getting out of control all that often." He watched her spin around before adding, "I'm sure he is right. You seem to get along perfectly with them, and know a great deal about them." He had frowned slightly when she had told him she had decided not to ask for it yet, "Yes, that is true. You may be little, but you probably know the most about horses out of all of the Fey that have been released!" He went to give her a light pat on the back, "I don't think there would be any harm in at least asking for it. That way, you can be sure that no one else will choose it and when you are big enough to ride it, it will already be yours."
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 6:25 pm
Muris pondered this,
"I supposed you're right about that. I could ask. I guess I'll just have to see about finding King Cervus sometime when he isn't busy."
She nodded to herself more than anything else, and stopped spinning around because she was starting to feel a bit dizzy from that,
"Do you think he'll see me? I mean, just so that I can ask? He is the -King- afterall, and he might not.."
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 6:27 pm
Zaine closed his eyes and sighed old memories coming back to him. The times when man still beleived in many gods and there influnce where everywhere. The days of the bard and the many people looking for adventure. The happier times times of his life other than the occasional dragon slayer. He smiled lightly to himself and looked to the ceiling starting to sit up straight. he use to be on the other side of the bar talking with acquintances.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 7:56 pm
He nodded, "I'm sure he will see you. King Cervus is a very very kind man. He cares about all of us deeply, and I'm almost positive that he will be happy to see you, and learn that you are doing well. Doing a good job of caring for the horses among other things." He sounded quite sure of this. He watched her a bit more, than glanced in the direction of Zaine a moment. After which, he returned his gaze to the little girl sitting next to him nodding his head a few more times as if to show her how sure he was.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 7:59 pm
Muris grinned, clapping her hands,
"You're right, of course. King Cervus was really nice when I was first released, so I'm sure he will be 'gain. I'll just have to find a time when he's about so I can."
She looked at the other man not far away and her shyness returned as she attempted to sheild herself from view via the use of Alces,
"Umm...whossat?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 8:09 pm
His ears pirked with interst hearing others mentioned him but made no notice of hearing. He smiled to himself and decided to do something he hadn't done in a long time. He reached inside his pocket and pulled out something that looked like a flute and smiled. He closed his eyes a moments seeing if he rember everything correctly and then brought the flute to his lips. Blowing a small tune that he rembered from his past, he began to sing a tale of a courages soul who had somehow got dragged into a war and simply wanted to return home to his family.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 8:34 pm
He continued his song stopping every now and then to blow through the flute, keeping the ryth alive and showing that there was more to the story. His voice though not beautiful was atleast peaceful and soothing as he continued the bards tale. The story continued with the corageous tale fighting battle after battle countless times becoming a hero, but all he ever thought about was home. The men sick of the war urged for the final assualt and stormed the castle.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 8:40 pm
He closed his eyes and sigh bring the song to an end even though all could it wasn't the end of the story. If it was one thing he learned about bards is that they had a nasty habit of starting a good story out of nowhere and then leaving in a good part, just so youd come back again. He smiled rembering the days of his later youth and headed to a room in the back. He was tired from a long day and needed some sleep now the song had helped him relax. Closing the door behind himself he sighed and wondered where Sajhiri was, but shrugged it off and headed to bed. She was pleased being busy he didn't want to ruin that for her.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 9:03 pm
He brushed a piece of fuzz off of the bracer on his arm and smiled at her, "Yes, and you will have to be sure to let me know how it goes. I hope you are able to get that horse that you want. Which I'm sure you will." He stopped when she began using him as a sheild and gave a small shrug, looking back in the direction of the man, "I'm not sure. I was wondering that myself." He spoke rather quietly compared to his usual voice and watched the man as he played the song on the instrument. He thought that the song was very beautiful and when the man stopped and walked out he looked down towards Muris, "Perhaps we will see him again and find out then. After all, he had found his way here. Maybe he knows Doctor Sajhiri or Lady Washu?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 9:29 pm
*washu walked into the saloon glancing about to see if anyone was around*
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2004 10:06 pm
*As the back door opens slowly, a tall man walks through muttering to himself* I know those extra bottles are in here somewhere. I put 'em back here....my...self? *He stops in mid-sentence, eyes wide with shock. Looking about, it's almost as if he is suffering dejavu. Shaking his head, he turns & looks back through the door. Turning slowly, he once again enters the Saloon, his eyes wide with shock.*
It can't be.....I just left.....but I thought.....*As his knees weaken, he lands on his backside, hard*
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