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Post by Elidor on Aug 16, 2002 16:01:11 GMT
Service is really bad here. I am going to make this inn bankrupt by setting up another inn!
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Post by Imrel on Aug 16, 2002 16:59:27 GMT
This I have to see. Tell me when it opens, Eli, so I can go there... *Passes WK another mug of steaming black Morgul Ale from the bartender.*
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Aug 17, 2002 10:30:46 GMT
"Please tell me when the new inn shall be opened!" Eowyn says eagerly as she walks over to the bar. The shield maiden then orders another hot chocolate...
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Post by Aulus corthale on Aug 27, 2002 16:59:24 GMT
The door opend and a dark tall figure of a man walked into the inn, hooded whit a black cloak on, a large spiked sword on his belt. he walked to the back of the inn and set down on a chair. he took of his hood and his cloack, his legs wer covered in fur of some strange animal, his arms were covered in scars and his torso was covered by some black kind of armor. he looked around the inn and saw people talking and laughing, he thought 'i wont stay here very long.'
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Post by The Witch King on Aug 27, 2002 20:19:18 GMT
*Notices the stranger enter the inn and watches him with interest, noticing the black armour he wears. He suspects that he must be a Numenorean. Takes the jug of ale from Imrel and sips it thoughtfully.*
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Post by KlioAshtoreth on Aug 27, 2002 20:20:33 GMT
A young 19 year old Ranger walked in after him. Her long dark red hair pulled back into one long french braid, her green eyes very alert. She wore a plain black collared long sleeve shirt and plain black pants. Upon her feet were thick black boots. Strapped to her side was a long sword that swung slightly as she walked. She walked around the man and to a table. She sat down and took a look around.
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Post by The Witch King on Aug 27, 2002 20:24:04 GMT
This place is busy tonight..
*He speaks to no one in particular, merely passing comment on the new arrivals. Turns to Imrel.*
Is there a market on tomorrow or something?
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Post by Aulus corthale on Aug 27, 2002 20:31:48 GMT
aulus looks dreamingly infront of him, like he was in a trance, he seemed to snap out of it and stood up, he cracked his neck and walked over to the bar to get a drink, whit a heavy strong voiche he said "a jug of ale." he looked around the bar and saw a strange yet familiar man sitting a few feet away, he looked back and stared dreamingly infront of him again.
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Post by The Witch King on Aug 27, 2002 20:34:26 GMT
*Stares at Aulus wondering why he's acting strangely.*
What brings you to these parts traveller?
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Post by Aulus corthale on Aug 27, 2002 20:46:57 GMT
aulus reply's whit out seeming to snap out of his trance "aulus always wanders from place to place whit out a goal, and he will be leaving whit the early'st sunlight." then sudenly he turned his head to face the stranger. "and if aulus is not mistaking you are from near his homeland." aulus looked infront of him again and then said "many lands have my eyes seen yet never have they been as strange like these." a faint smile crossid his face and he seemed to snap out of his trance again. whit out saying something else he returned to his table and put on his cloack, he waited for the drink while he was getting ready to leave again.
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Post by The Witch King on Aug 27, 2002 20:55:32 GMT
If your homeland is Numenor then I am indeed from those parts myself.
*Watches him head back to the table*
I must say that I found your answer odd. I cannot believe that anyone would wander without purpose, without an aim, and I can see that something haunts you.
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Post by Aulus corthale on Aug 27, 2002 21:03:53 GMT
aulus seemed to smile, and then said "the answer might seem strange, yet i have no purpose yet, aulus is looking, yet he does not know for what, and my homeland is indeed numenor, yet he has not been there in a long time, and aulus is haunted by a hunger, not for food, yet aulus does not know what he is seeking. and he hopes to find someone whit answers." he seemed to think for a few moments and then took his gear and sat down next to the stranger. "aulus has told you his name, yet he does not know yours. are you friend or foe? or maybe you are the one aulus has been seeking for the answer to explain the hunger he is feeling."
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Post by The Witch King on Aug 27, 2002 21:14:32 GMT
Most folk consider me a foe, and the very mention of my name strikes fear into the hearts of many.
*pauses for a moment to drink slowly, savouring the black ale.*
I am the the Witch-King of Angmar, Lord of the Nazgul...
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Post by Aulus corthale on Aug 27, 2002 21:21:55 GMT
Aulus looked interested "you say you strike fear yet i feel not frigtend, but you may be the one who has the anwser to my quest. tell me if you can. what is this eternal hunger i have, aulus has tryd gold yet it didnt silence the hunger. can you answer?" aulus looked forward again "aulus is thinking of leaving this place again. maybe he will find answers else were."
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Post by Imrel on Aug 27, 2002 22:23:15 GMT
Maybe that's the problem... *Says this in a tone quiet enough that it can be ignored. Recieves another mug of weak ale, and sips it mutely.*
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