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Date Posted: 12:46:07 07/17/02 Wed
Author: Shayndel Daemyr
Subject: Come on guys! Let's get this thing rolling again!

The woman seated aboard the bay mare glances towards the man who had paused in front of her. With an inquiring frown on her richly tanned face, she quickly takes in his appearance. She calculates his looks and stature also noticing that he doesn�t appear to have a weapon upon him. Nevertheless, the woman decides to be cautious. She has been caught before. All this takes place within a blink of the eye, so fast, that most people don�t realize that they�ve been categorized and filed away.

"I�m just passing through," she states dismissing the realization that she�s new in town, �Directions to the stables and the local inn and tavern would be helpful.

The bay mare begins to fidget. She doesn�t want to stand still any longer and is determined to make her rider realize that. A leg stomps down, and the mare appears to stare off into space. The breeze is still taunting her with the notion of a run. The idea of a warm stall and feed has yet to take root in her mind.

The woman slowly smiles and pats her horse to try and calm her down. She is tired and wants to spend the night in a real bed with maybe a warm bath. There�s no need to press on when they had finally found a town complete with stables and inn.

Then she reaches up to rub a scar that stretches just above her left eye. The woman frowns in annoyance, but seems to dismiss whatever was bothering her.

"Where exactly am I anyway?" she asks hesitantly.

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