Morvenn sat back and quietly observed the pair. The young woman, Freyja seemed quite taken with Arkain.
when to make an exit she thought. She continued to observe waiting for the right moment to excuse herself.

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"Oh I come here on a regular basis. I bring meat to the butcher in town, he often has large orders for me. The forest is my home though" Freyja told the dark-haired man and took a sip from her flagon.

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

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

Annalett smiled, as she watching the scene taking place below with her mist mirror. Then the mirror changed it's view to show outside of the inn, out back, behind the stable. There hid a small creature. A horse that was all white, or what Annalett could tell in the dim light, and had a single horn on it's forhead.
"Now what would a unicorn be doin 'ere? I thought they only lived in the Dark Forest!" shacking her head she looked closer to the image. It was behind the Dead Marquessa's Inn's stable, and the poor creature was shivering with fright...

"Maybe I could sneak out the back, and go the the 'ittle creature." she told herself. Waving her hand over the mist, and image and the mist disapeared. Putting her cloak, boots, and belt back on, she left her room, and went down stairs...

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

Isra awoke with a start. It wwas a little later about 2 or 3 hours later by the way the sky was lit.

Isra walked down to the main floor and walked out the door only to bump into the girl with brilient red hair and green eyes.
"Oh I'm sorry Ma'am" He said with his Irish accsent

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

(I think that would be me...)

Annalett looked at the man that had bumped into her. "It's alright..." she said...

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

Arkain pushed a strand of dark hair from his face and smiled.
"Ah yes. Very interesting..." As he spoke he leaned in closer, stroking the rim of his goblet and seeming to be entranced by her beauty.

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

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Isra looked at her with his gleeming purple eyes.

" Why are you out 'ere at night lass?"
Isra lokked at the surroundings. NO one was in the street, all in beds or at the bar.

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

"um... I have to do something..." she started to back away, not wanting this purple eyes man to confront her too much. Outside, the moon came out from behind a cloud. Annalett pulled her hood up as her pupils started to turn silver.

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

Isra rubbed his eyes with his hand in an attemot to wake up and set off for the farm that was houseing his horse.
His horse was a pitch black Perchron stallion by the name of Captian . He was Isra's only family at the moment, so he took a great amount of care for Captian.
When he got to the mans farm he was already up , so Isra made a sighn of greating by tipping his hat. He went into the barn where CAptian had been kept and put on his horses tack and hooked him up to the cart. Soon after he had set off pulling the cart around the town and graciously admiring the rising sun

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

Annalett was glad to watch the man leave. Quickly she ran to the barn, and behind it there was the unicorn. kneeling to be eye hight with the small white unicorn, she touched the creatures shoulder and spoke telepathicly to it.
hello. I won't hurtt you. My name is Annalett. Why do you come here. You should be hiding in the wood.
My mother was killed by a hunter, came the reply.
a huntress? Annalett asked.
no Hunter, a male two legger.
oh... I'm sorry. But you can't stay here. You must go back to the forest, and do as best you can to survive. I cannot help you here...
allright

the converstion ended, and the little unicorn ran off tward the forest...

sighing she stood up. She ran back to the street, and started looking through shop windows looking to see if there was anything intoresting. She pulled her hood over her eyes, as the sun shone, making her pupils gold...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Morvenn watched Arkain and Freyja, she decided to make her move.
"You know.." she trailed off and her head slumped on the table before she let another word be spoken.

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(Can I join and if so, could you tell me what is going on?)

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I was cured all right.

Freyja couldn't take her eyes off the mysterious man in front of her. She was fascinated by him and yet terrified, there was just something about him that frightened her but she couldn't quite figure out what. She heard Morvenn mumble something and turned her head sideways.

"I beg your pardon, what did you say?" she asked the heavily intoxicated young woman.

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

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

Arkain put a hand on her cheek and turned her face to look at his own.
"Please forget her, she is happy." He smiled.
"I would like to get to know you better my dear."

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

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(Hi.... I'd love to join, since it sounds interesting, but what does 'Approval Needed' mean?..... Do I have to prove something?..... Or is this a closed RP?....)

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

( It means you need to PM uhhhhh the person who made this RP with your Bio and ask her if you can join)

" GOODS FOR SALE!!!!!!" Isra yelled out on the street that was slowly comeing to life.
" I've got mirrors, herbs, pots. pans, medicines, remideis!!!!"

A small group of women gathered around him....

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