Entrance -- The Great Hall

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Date Posted: 20:21:52 12/18/01 Tue
Author: Auley
Subject: Entrance

A young man upon a grey stallion makes his way towards the castle, his slate grey eyes shadowed heavily by his drawn eyelashes. His thin handsome face radiates calm as he looks up at the castle, his shoulder length hair swaying slightly as he stops his horse and looks at the granduer of the castle. A single pack rests lightly upon the rump of his stallion, held with cords to the saddle itself. His rough worn hands rest on the reins of his stallion.

It is obvious that this man is of noble blood, the way his cheekbones are carved, and the flash of intelligence in his eyes. The reins that he holds lightly are decorated with silver and gold, though they are quite dusty.

The man looks down once again and continues his journey forward, kneeing his horse gently. The stallion snorts slightly and moves on, looking forward to the brushing down that he would recieve and the sweet oats for his reward.

The man reaches the stables and hands his horse over to a helping hand, trusting in them to care for his prized stallion. Slowly, and sorely, the man walks into the great hall and looks around. He smiles slightly at the site of food on the table, and takes an empty seat.

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Replies:

::Observes:: -- Katrina, 09:10:26 12/19/01 Wed
- Reply -- Auley, 14:38:36 12/19/01 Wed
  - ::Smiles:: -- Katrina, 18:19:20 12/19/01 Wed
    - Reply -- Auley, 18:26:34 12/19/01 Wed
      - ::Nods:: -- Katrina, 18:43:48 12/19/01 Wed
        Reply -- Auley, 15:48:58 12/20/01 Thu
        ::Mild Scoff:: -- Katrina, 18:12:09 12/20/01 Thu
        Reply -- Auley, 10:13:21 12/27/01 Thu