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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 4:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 4:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 4:47 pm
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"Our objectives? What do you mean? And, fate, was it? If you want a bag of walnuts i'll grab it for ya in a second...if you were serious that is." Great profit, a rogue does not need monetary gain, possibly a new way of going about certain business...oppurtunities, but no money. "And yes" the teen said turning to face the water elementalist "I saw the delivery, I see a lot of things with my sharp eyes...unfortunately I don't hear so well, a worth while sacrifice to become a better marksman though, I suppose. Your business is your own and does not involve me, but what sort of proposal do you have?" He said waiting intently, drinking the mans expression in with delight at each word taking off of his lips. He seems to read me as accurately as I can read him he thought.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 4:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 5:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 5:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 5:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 6:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 6:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 8:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 9:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 11:32 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 7:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2009 10:30 pm
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Draco flew in casually to Ethral City, his mind primarily on finding a place to acquire lodging and a decent meal. When he landed in the city, he folded his wings against his back, but the fact that he flew in unaided earned him some looks of both awe and disrespect, due to his obvious mixed lineage. He made his way to a local inn, hoping to find the lodging and food he was searching for. When he walked in, the female innkeeper, a raven-haired beauty about her mid to late-20's, greeted Draco with a smile, despite his appearance.
"What can I do you for, hon?" Her voice depicted a range of possibly high alto to soprano, when compared to singing, and her accent was reminiscent of a Texas ranch-hand or barmaid.
Draco was calm in his reply, his baritone voice low and smooth. "I need a meal and a room for the night. What do you charge for these services?"
"Well, the room'll be 15 gold pieces for the night, and dinner'll be 7, so 22 for both, normally, but I'll knock it down to 20 for you, hon, since you're my first customer today."
He handed her a 20 gold piece coin, then casually sat down at one of the tables inside the inn, where he sat almost silently. The only sounds that could be heard from him was his breathing.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 7:01 pm
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The innkeeper looked over at the silent draconic man, wondering who he was, and why he didn't talk much. She figured she'd start by giving him the meal he paid for, then see if she couldn't make small talk. "So, what'll you have to eat, hon? You did pay for dinner, after all."
"I will have whatever you feel like preparing for me. I am not picky, when it comes to food." His tone was still calm and cold, but the innkeeper still smiled.
"Well, I'm gonna make sure you get your money's worth!" She started preparing a large steak, ribeye cut, with mashed potatoes and gravy, and 2 ears of corn. When it was ready, she set it in front of Draco, then sat across from him, soon realizing she hadn't served him a drink. "Oh, darn, I forgot to ask you about a drink. What'll you have?"
His tone remained unchanged. "It is alright. I realize how difficult it is to run a business, so occasional forgetfulness is alright. I will have some red wine, if it is available."
She poured him a glass of rose-colored wine that was very well-aged. "There you go." She sat down across from him, wondering how to start a conversation with this enigmatic man.
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