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05-02-2011, 09:47 PM | #25 |
Quill Revenant
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: Wandering through the Downs.....
Posts: 849
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Tolly drew a long, slow sip of ale and leaned back in his chair, watching the man tuck into his food. He nodded his head approvingly as Reginald took a slow sip of ale and continued on with the beans. Good fellow! he thought to himself. Knows how to make the most of a good brew…
He turned his head at the sound of voices from a nearby table. ‘By the Old Trout’s raggedy fin!’ he muttered, seeing the mismatched trio. One of the Big Folk, one of the Fair, and Hobbit. ‘What an odd bunch! Leave it to The Perch to assemble such a patchwork meeting.’ His eyes flicked over the Elven lady. Fair, indeed, in form he supposed. But, ‘My goodness,’ he whispered, leaning back toward Reginald. ‘Not so fair in speech, I fear . . . for all her pretty laughter.’ He raised his brow and gestured with a quick shrug of head and shoulders back at the Elf. ‘Rude, my old gaffer would say. And that’s a fact.’ |
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