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Post by The Witch King on Feb 27, 2003 18:58:57 GMT
*Returns to the Pony having finished all his paperwork for the evening and orders an ale at the bar. After a quick scan of the room he makes his way over to Rhiannons table and sits down without being asked.*
Terrible weather...
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Post by Aulus corthale on Feb 27, 2003 19:13:05 GMT
from under his hood aulus looked at legolas one side of his face lit by the fire behind his left eye, he searched trow his belongings and found his old pipe, he put some pipeweed in it and lit it blowing large smoke rings into the air.
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Post by Grubhosh on Feb 28, 2003 21:09:50 GMT
Grubby looks up to see what has caught Legolas attention.
Aulus
she growls staring at him.
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Post by Aulus corthale on Feb 28, 2003 23:11:28 GMT
from under his hood aulus looked at grubby. and whit a hissing strong voiche he said "what are you looking at?"
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Post by Grubhosh on Mar 1, 2003 20:52:17 GMT
A fool
she shrugged and turned back to the fire. 'That was probaly very unwise' she thought.
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Mar 2, 2003 5:54:14 GMT
Legolas looks over at Aulus, wondering if he would dare approach them. He then turns back to Grubby and smiles.
How is the food, Grubby?
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Post by Aulus corthale on Mar 2, 2003 14:41:04 GMT
"i would rather be a fool then an orc whit out a home" he took a sip from a botle from his backpack.
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Mar 2, 2003 20:56:47 GMT
In a second, the prince stands, facing Aulus. His eyes flash in anger, his voice dangerously low.
I would not say such things if I were you...
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Post by Imrel on Mar 3, 2003 3:42:14 GMT
Alright folks, let's keep it civil!
*Has come out of the bar, and now stands between Legolas and Grubby, and Aulus. Looks between Aulus and the other pair, seeming a little threatening despite the apron. Marches over to Aulus' table with a plate she is carrying. Addresses him in a steely tone.*
Your meal. Enjoy.
*Places it before him, gives a final glance to Grubby and Legolas, then goes over to Rhia and Witchy's table, now with a much more cheerful countenance.*
Hullo Witch King, glad you could join us this evening... I'd love to join you both, but I'm afraid I've a shift to work. Can I get you anything?
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Post by The Witch King on Mar 3, 2003 7:25:40 GMT
Hello Imrel
*The Witch King sounded unusually pleasant.*
For a while there I was begining to think my form had faded altogether..
Anyway I'd like a rump steak, extra rare, without all the trimmings as I never eat them anyway, those pies you had in last week, slightly burnt around the edges and definitely not soggyor I won't eat it, a bottle of house red, some bread and a selection of cheeses please.
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Post by Aulus corthale on Mar 3, 2003 18:03:52 GMT
*laughs at legolas's words and whit a hising voiche said "or else what? youl make me take them back? i fear nothing not even death, so mind your own bussnis." the fire behind his eye burned even stronger then before.
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Post by Imrel on Mar 4, 2003 0:55:16 GMT
Hungry, are we?
*Jots down Witchy's order on a notepad from her apron pocket.*
I'll be right back.
*Goes back to the bar, throwing a disapproving look ib Aulus' direction as she passes him. So much for her warning. After disappearing briefly through the kitchen door, she comes back out and starts to search the bar for a bottle of red wine.*
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Post by The Witch King on Mar 4, 2003 11:59:40 GMT
*The Witch King gets up from his seat and goes over to the notice board, unravelling a scroll from his pocket. he attaches it to the wall with nails and stands back to read it.*
STAG ROAST
To be held in the Great Hall at Mordor in celebration of the anniversary of Eriador. This is the most prestigious event in the Eriador calendar and should not be missed. This monumental feast will feature none other then the highly successful Mordor Boys, a rare treat indeed. There will be a sumptious array of food and drink, as always, plus entertainment from orc jugglers, hobbit minstrels, the Uruk-hai comedy group plus much, much more!
The Black Gates will be open to everyone, regardless of race, social status or previous misdemenours. All we ask is that you dress to impress and bring a bottle.
If you feel like giving gifts to show your appreciation they will be gratefully received.
Be there or be square minions!
cheers
Witchy xxx
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Post by Aulus corthale on Mar 4, 2003 16:31:54 GMT
aulus his good eye scaned the letter the whitchking had put up. and after eating his meal he felt difirent calm again and not angry as before. he looked into the darkness deep in thought.
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Post by Imrel on Mar 5, 2003 2:40:19 GMT
*Imrel reappears at Rhia and Witchy's table with a bottle of Gondor's finest, and two glasses. She fills one for Witchy and places the other by Rhia incase she'd like some wine too. Leaving the bottle, she goes over to where Witchy has tacked up his notice.*
The Black Gates are open to all? That's a pretty rare occurance, you can count me in.
*Grins.*
Your wine's on the table and your food's on the way.
*Goes back to the kitchen, giving a quick smile to Aulus, who now seems to have quietened down. Collects his empty plate as she goes.*
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