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Legolas · 08-01-2002, 06:40 PM

OOC: will do Mistral

And Welcome Piestrider

I haven't posted a while now due mainly to the way too hot weather we've been having here, but luckily, with Legolas and Sorsha leaving the group earlier on, it doesn't seem to have slowed things down too much [img]smile.gif[/img]

IC:Legolas and Sorsha

The day was wearing on as the two of them continued travelled south. There was really only one way leading in the direction they were headed, and dangerous as it might be, it was much more secure than the treacherous grounds surrounding it. The elf knew there was nothing to be gained off the road but a broken neck, and the reason for his happyness suspected.
Although they walked on without saying much, the silence wasn't an uneasy one. It was simply that mere words somehow seemed... unnessecary. There was comfort to be had in the presence of the other, and as long as they walked on undisturbed, that was enough.
Over time, the two came to a lone inn. Although the sun hadn't sunk beneath the mountains in the distance, it would doubtless be the only chance they'd get at a warm meal and a safe place to rest this day. Aside from that, the clouds had been building up throughout the day, and rain seemed not far off.

They quickly learned from a serving wench that the owner of the Silver Cup Inn was a young man named Neil, who'd inherited the place when his father was respectively torn apart and eaten by a great burrowing insect, before Neil's very eyes. Appearantly, he regularly fell into dark moods, which was probably the reason the inn was but sparsely crowded despite it's strategic location.
Although there were plenty of glances from those others in the common room, noone got up to speak to the pair of newcomers. After the meal Sorsha and Legolas left the room to get some rest, leaving the other guests to speculate on the uncommonly clad couple's origins and mission.

08-01-2002, 06:40 PM	#63
Legolas Jack Burton Join Date: March 31, 2001 Location: The zephyr lands beneath the brine. Age: 41 Posts: 5,459	OOC: will do Mistral And Welcome Piestrider I haven't posted a while now due mainly to the way too hot weather we've been having here, but luckily, with Legolas and Sorsha leaving the group earlier on, it doesn't seem to have slowed things down too much [img]smile.gif[/img] IC:Legolas and Sorsha The day was wearing on as the two of them continued travelled south. There was really only one way leading in the direction they were headed, and dangerous as it might be, it was much more secure than the treacherous grounds surrounding it. The elf knew there was nothing to be gained off the road but a broken neck, and the reason for his happyness suspected. Although they walked on without saying much, the silence wasn't an uneasy one. It was simply that mere words somehow seemed... unnessecary. There was comfort to be had in the presence of the other, and as long as they walked on undisturbed, that was enough. Over time, the two came to a lone inn. Although the sun hadn't sunk beneath the mountains in the distance, it would doubtless be the only chance they'd get at a warm meal and a safe place to rest this day. Aside from that, the clouds had been building up throughout the day, and rain seemed not far off. They quickly learned from a serving wench that the owner of the Silver Cup Inn was a young man named Neil, who'd inherited the place when his father was respectively torn apart and eaten by a great burrowing insect, before Neil's very eyes. Appearantly, he regularly fell into dark moods, which was probably the reason the inn was but sparsely crowded despite it's strategic location. Although there were plenty of glances from those others in the common room, noone got up to speak to the pair of newcomers. After the meal Sorsha and Legolas left the room to get some rest, leaving the other guests to speculate on the uncommonly clad couple's origins and mission.