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Post by Family Eng'winden on Sept 17, 2004 17:20:25 GMT -5
Ok then.
*He goes over to the bench and sits down.*
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Post by Ameena bin Qiyamah on Sept 17, 2004 17:34:09 GMT -5
She sits down next to Sadron, watching the crowds. Some clowns pass by, haggling over slap and balloons. One pies the other, who then hands over the desired goods.
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Post by Family Eng'winden on Sept 17, 2004 17:44:17 GMT -5
*Sadron is looking around at the people. He sees the clowns, and giglles.
He spots a familiar figure working his way through the crowd. The candyman.*
He Ameena, look! Want some?
*Without waiting for a reply he gets off the seat and rushes towards the candyman, beating iout about three other boys to get in the queue for candyfloss.*
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Post by Ameena bin Qiyamah on Sept 17, 2004 18:21:27 GMT -5
Children!...She stands on the back of the bench, keeping an eye on Sadron. She grins and waves at a stiltwalker, who looks down on her and waves back before he stalks off.
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Post by Family Eng'winden on Sept 17, 2004 18:35:53 GMT -5
*Sadron buys two sticks covered with a huge expanse of fluffy pink wool, paying what looks like a couple of copper coins. He comes hurrying over, already licking one, and proffers the other to Ameena.*
Here.
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Post by Rumerin on Sept 17, 2004 18:37:59 GMT -5
*She smiles and gestures around.*
Here you go! Candyland.
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Post by Izlude on Sept 17, 2004 18:42:15 GMT -5
*Izlude looks the place over and smiles. Reminded him of when they stopped and camped out, only a lot bigger and with different festivities.*
Looks great.
*He notices a knife throwing contest and considers heading over there. He was always good with knives...*
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Post by Rumerin on Sept 17, 2004 18:44:20 GMT -5
*Nerkori smiles and follows him after arranging some funds.*
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Post by Ameena bin Qiyamah on Sept 17, 2004 18:49:37 GMT -5
*Sadron buys two sticks covered with a huge expanse of fluffy pink wool, paying what looks like a couple of copper coins. He comes hurrying over, already licking one, and proffers the other to Ameena.*
Here. She flips off the back, landing next to Sadron. 'Merci, mon ami.' She takes the candyfloss. That's edible? Odd. She tries it. Sweet, but odd stuff. |
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Post by Kaitan on Sept 17, 2004 19:07:24 GMT -5
Kaitan walks into the fair, accompanied by a younger member of the Order. The other man is a half-elf, with dark blonde or light brown hair. He carries two repeating crossbows on his hips, rather well-hidden but bound to the absolute minimum required by Elurian law.
Kaitan doesn't seem to be very interested in the festivities, but observes them nonetheless. The other Order member seems moderately more interested, but not as much as would be expected of someone his age.
They stop for a while, and the young half-elf buys a pastry from a nearby stand. Kaitan leans against a lamppost, lost in thought. When the half-elf returns, Kaitan speaks to him.
"We used to have fairs like this. Back home, I mean."
He pauses for a while and sighs.
"I normally don't talk about my past, but you remind me of someone, Ferris."
The other man raises an eyebrow.
"...Who?"
Kaitan is silent for a while. Just as it appears like he won't respond, he speaks.
"Me... before."
Kaitan starts walking before Ferris can respond. Ferris catches up with him, but remains silent. Both appear to be thinking. Neither knows what to say, but only Ferris seems to care.
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Post by Izlude on Sept 17, 2004 19:18:45 GMT -5
*Izlude chuckles and heads over to the knife throwing stall.*
How much to get into this?
"1 sp for three knives."
*Izlude puts down 1 sp and picks up the knives. Expensive, but some of the prizes were expensive looking. He looked at the target, which was connected to a string. A fellow on that side pushed the target and it began to swing from side to side. Izlude takes aim and watches the target.*
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Post by Rumerin on Sept 17, 2004 19:23:04 GMT -5
*She smiles and stands by, watching. Behind Izlude's back, she looks at the stall manager.*
[BlackTongue]Try not to cheat this time, Fendil.[/]
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Post by Family Eng'winden on Sept 17, 2004 19:24:11 GMT -5
She flips off the back, landing next to Sadron. 'Merci, mon ami.' She takes the candyfloss. That's edible? Odd. She tries it. Sweet, but odd stuff.
Its been nice here, but I think I'd better move before it starts raining. |
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Post by Izlude on Sept 17, 2004 19:31:44 GMT -5
*Izlude frowns after awhile and lowers the dagger. He hands it and the other two back to the man.*
Give me some balanced daggers. Those were terrible.
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Post by Rumerin on Sept 17, 2004 19:37:19 GMT -5
*Fendil nods.*
Sorry sir, my mistake...
*He gives Izlude some good daggers. Nerkori smiles and glances up at the sky as a drop of rain falls into her neck.*
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