| Subject: Re: Town of Setar [1-19-1249] (open to any class) |
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Nylca
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Date Posted: 23:18:25 01/19/02 Sat
In reply to:
Rym
's message, "Re: Town of Setar [1-19-1249] (open to any class)" on 23:09:50 01/19/02 Sat
She sipped her wine, careing not in the least for it's taste. She'd never really liked wine to start, but, after nearly a thousand years of drinkning it, she'd developed a sort of... immunity to the, lack of, taste she found in it. Besides, she mused with an inner grin, I'm not drinking it for me. Wine was the easiest way to get some one to admit to something, or agree to something that a sober person didn't. Nine times out of ten, it work. She set her glass down and glanced around a bit, not out of nervouseness, but habit, looking for anyone else to join her conversation.
"I'm trying to gather a... group of sorts. I'm looking for some one, and the chance to fighting Undead is, well, pretty high. At least, we'd come in contact with them. There is no fee, yet. I haven't had anyone stick around long enough to name their price, let alone collect." She paused, taking another sip of the wine with a slight wrinkling of her nose. "Magic is not an issue, I can teach you enough to get by. I need to know if you are truely seriouse about this, or just looking for a good way to earn some extra coins." Another pause, another sip. "this is going to be long and dangerouse. If you don't wnat to go, I'll not say another word and let you on your way." Pause, sip, the pattern seemed to be ingraned in her mind, years of repeating in making the words seem as ifthey where recorded into her mind.
She paused, and regarded him, looking for sign of hesitation, uninterest, or anything that led her to beleive he'd not be a good cause. "What do you say?"
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