Arkain glanced back to the merchant.
"Beauitful song..."
He looked back to the woman.
"Well surely I can drink with you? I want nothing more than a convosation my lady."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Morvenn shrugged, "If you insist. But I'm not much in the way of conversations. Although...if that offer of a drink is still going. I accept"

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In the small corner of the inn Almar was putting his guitar ready for a song, he quietly played it, but stopped as the sorrowful song was sang and looked at the singer quietly before she finnished. Almar began to whistle as he played his guitar in a quick and joyful way, he looked at the people in the inn quietly as continued playing.

He wasn`t really as much as playing for anyone at the moment, but just played to get the time go by.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

He rose to the bar and order an ale for the woman. He put the pint down in front of her. He sipped his wine as he sat.
"What do you do for money?What's your job my lady?"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Morvenn thanked him as he placed the ale down before her. Taking a long gulp of it before answering his query.
"Well, you're straight to the point. I take...jobs on for money. I guess you'd call me a mercenary."

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He leaned in slightly closer.
"Interesting indeed. I expected as much."
He ran his finger over the goblet rim again.
"You have a strong arm. You may prove of some use to me."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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A sly smile creeped over her lips. Now things were starting to pick up.
"Oh, I have many skills. For the right price"

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( Isra is a man and he was playing a flute)

Isra arose from his seat and moved it closer to the fire .
'His eyes hazed over once more because of the joyful song

He was in a feild full of flowers. The same girl was running around with her hair let loose. Its Flaxen color catching the light and drwning Isra's attension. She was beautiful. She came up to him and Isra wispered to her
' My love we need to go to the church !'
" Why ?"

' SO we can get married! Of chorse!'


Isra saw her run around in glee and jump up and down in the field

Isra came out of the sision willingly. He felt tears ready to burst out of his eyes.
Hew went up to the bar and order a strong beer , and went back to his seat by the fire and atarted to swig down the drink .

His past was coming to attack him

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

((OK, officially confuzzlled, this is one fast moving RP!))

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Almar continued his whistling and playing on his guitar as he got up, he walked to the fireplace and leaned on the side of it beginning then to sing a song about the great soldiers of the past with deep voice. He ended the song into a quiet whistle before sitting down to a table near Isra with a slight smile and received a drink for his song from the owner as Almar had sang here before many times calming down people or lifting their spirits at hard times.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Annalett didn't drink much of her red wine. She was thinking, and staring at the wine in the glass. her pupils became unhumanly small, and glow red, but she didn't notice.

To her all the sounds of the bar faded away. It was replaced by a steady booming. Annalett still stared at the drink, watching the wriples in the water, without blinking not even once.

'boom', a drunken sitting at the bar had slammed his cup down. That had gotten Annalett out of the trance. The sound of the bar came back to her. Annalett's eyes went to normal size, but still were the color red.

With a trembling hand, she lifted the cup to her lips, and drank deeply...

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Isra looked at the man who just sat down next to him, and wipped his watery eyes

" W...Who are you ?" His voice shook from his emotional upset

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

I'd love to join Here's my character:

Name: Freyja Njorðrsdottir
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Race: Human
Occupation: Warrior/Huntress
Appearance: Wild thick (slightly curly) golden hair past her behind, fair skin, deep blue eyes, slender, always wears long flowy dresses and is always barefoot
Picture: http://www.duirwaighgallery.com/images/ ... _w_KC5.jpg
Other Info: She's extremely skilled with bow & arrow, she is also a very fast runner. She grew up in the wilderness all alone and rather sleeps underneath a starry sky than in a warm cosy bed. Earth is her element.

I'll make my first entry soon, I'm just going to read through the thread first!

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.*+I'VE MET ANTIGONE, MONTANABOHEMIAN, RAIVYNN PHOENIX, BERIADANWEN & PIRATEOFTHERINGS+*.

(¯`•¸·´¯`·._.·[TRUE VAMPIRES DON'T SPARKLE]·._.·´¯`·¸•´¯)

Freyja entered the inn. She had been in town dropping off some freshly slain beasts at the butcher's as she always did. She did not care for the money, she barely spent a penny of what she earned but the folks in town were in need of her hunting skills and she willingly accepted the job offers she got. As she was about to leave town and head back to the forest the skies opened up and rain came pouring down. Thunder and lightning soon followed as she was passing by the inn. She didn't mind getting wet but she was rather hungry and thirsty so she figured she could stay at the inn and wait the storm out.

There was a lot of commotion inside, drunken patrons everywhere. Freyja took off her drenched cloak and searched the candlelit room for an empty table.

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.*+I'VE MET ANTIGONE, MONTANABOHEMIAN, RAIVYNN PHOENIX, BERIADANWEN & PIRATEOFTHERINGS+*.

(¯`•¸·´¯`·._.·[TRUE VAMPIRES DON'T SPARKLE]·._.·´¯`·¸•´¯)

Morvenn heard the thunder and smiled to herself. It always made her heart race and her soul feel at one with itself. She fought the urge to go outside and revel in it's chaotic splendour, opting to remain at the table with the mysterious stranger, who had yet to introduce himself.

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When thunder first boomed, Annalett jumped in a fright, and looked out a window. The sight of the rain, water, dribbling on the window made her skin crawl.

As if struck by a sudden shill, Annalett pulled her cloak around her. blue-green eye with red pupils darted around the room. She sighed gently as she noticed no one was paying attention to her, Annalett went back to sipping her red wine...

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08