From: Helle Salin Nielsen (Jhez_at_wanadoo.dk)
Date: Fri Nov 21 2003 - 16:58:09 GMT
"Ehm.. Pleased to meet you, I'm sure." Illyana glances towards the stairs,
where the t'skrang following the nameless troll was having a debate so loud
that everybody in the inn could hear them. Obviously, the t'skrang had not
heard her question just moments ago, but then again, he was obviously more
interested in the troll than in her. How rude!!! Oh, well - after all, the
troll was the one with the story to tell. Presumably he - the troll, that
is - would have to pass them before going out into the Twists. And the
t'skrang??? Well, being ignored would be fair treatment for him! She turned
back towards the elves.
"It seems our mighty, nameless and selfproclaimed leader is having a bit of
a heated discussion with that ... ehm... scaly person. So... what
disciplines do you follow? Are you married? What brings you to Parlainth?"
**** OOC: Trying to fix my instant teleport of earlier this morning... ****
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Sent: 21. november 2003 17:06
To: parlainth_at_teaparty.net
Subject: Re: Eyes have it
Kestrel looks around nervously at all the men and shriks closer to the male
she is with. Then in a very soft voice "I am Kestrel. I cannot answer your
question mistress. I'm sorry." TNightwind puts a protective arm around her
and his
stance changes slightly to be ready if any threat should come at her "I am
Nightwind. Its been known to happen. Its rare but can happen that an elf
lives
that long." He smiles warmly and it reaches eyes "We need to eat and drink
like
everyone else."
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