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Post by Chyla Snowthorne Sterling on Jun 11, 2009 10:20:44 GMT -8
She had left the green mountains near Mandrakes Landing months ago making a trip to see her family. She had heard about a city to the south and east. Now as she looked across the broad plain of beige, she watched the heat shimmer across it and thought, "people live here!"
Her brother was off doing whatever he did. She had received a message from him just saying to be careful and giving a very general idea of his whereabouts should she need him.
She pulled out the map and looked at it, taking note of the small village's location. She would need water and supplies soon.
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Post by Chyla Snowthorne Sterling on Jun 13, 2009 17:32:14 GMT -8
It was a small village , just a few homes and a small tavern. Stepping inside she waited for her eyes to adjust then located a table off to one side. She had just sat down when a young woman approached.
"Well hello there, can i bring ya something?"
"Yes, water and cold tea please...and some honey if you have any." she answered.
She watched the young woman retreat to a bck room and then glanced around the room. At the moment just one other patron was in the room.
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Post by Plot on Jun 18, 2009 20:29:43 GMT -8
This patron was a rather short fellow, dressed in meager rags, empty mugs lay strewn about his feet as he sipped the contents of his currents libation. He sat staring at the bar mindlessly tugging on his beard....
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