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 Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:19 pm
"How exacting of you both." She says as she licks her "silverware" clean, and then gulps down the last of her tea. "It was pretty good, sir. Thank you for the eats."
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:20 pm
"Quite welcome," Thomas says to Mercy, seeming very pleased as he continues cleaning.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:30 pm
Philip stands, finished his meal. "Well, I guess we should be off, then, if everyone is ready."
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:30 pm
"Shall we head out?"
*looks over to the other four*
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:31 pm
"I was born ready."
*Stands up and heads out*
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:32 pm
"I was born ready."
*Over his shoulder.*
"Thanks Tom. You are great cook."
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:32 pm
"Yep, I'm ready." She grins and hops to her feet, apparently much more awake after eggs and tea.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:36 pm
*on the way out of the door, turns back to wave at Tom*
"Thanks for the grub. Start messing around with dried meat on a stick, people will love it."
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:37 pm
Philip leads the way to town square. In the center is a statue... a rather old one... of four warriors. They are the typical group you'd expect of a fantasy adventuring party... a strong man with a sword, a slender woman with a bow, an old wisened man with a staff, and another woman with a mace. The stonework is incredible, especially considering the tools that must have been used to carve it. The town elder stands nearby, smiling.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:37 pm
*follows them out of the door and makes a disgusted face at Johan when he mentioned meat on a stick*
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:39 pm
Mercy quirks up an eye at the statue and groans inwardly, her good mood apparently dying before it had the chance to blossom fully.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:39 pm
*To Philip, indicating the statue.*
"Who are those?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:42 pm
"I am not a man or a big person...
*looks down at Mahou and looks back up at the guy with a sword*
And I have no clue how to use a bow or a mace...
So androcentric of them.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:43 pm
"Those," explained Philip, "were the original four warriors. Sixty years ago, they defended this town from another threat... the necromancers. Thanks to them, the undead are banished to roam the graveyard, and unable to attack our town. That one," he says, pointing to the man with the sword, "is now our town elder, Greymere."
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:46 pm
"Oh..."
*tries to hold back a blush, but doesn't do so well*
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