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Post by *Savannah* on Nov 28, 2005 20:50:27 GMT -5
Pippin walked up to Aragon "HEY! IT comes it PINTS!" then he walked off, tripping over a crack in the floor
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Post by RoherynLOTR on Nov 28, 2005 20:52:50 GMT -5
((You mean Arwen! I get it now...))
Aragorn stared at him for a minute, before rolling his eyes. He must have been fresh out of the Shire.
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Post by GuessWho on Nov 28, 2005 20:56:24 GMT -5
(( YES! goodness I'm stupid. here, forget my previous post.))
Arwen sat on her steed outside the pub, the night wind blowing her black cloak to cover her face. She had been sent out to find some one, a man who could help her and her people. She dismoutned her horse, tying it to a hitch, and entered the pub, pulling her hood off her head.
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Post by RoherynLOTR on Nov 28, 2005 20:57:46 GMT -5
((I need to get something goingl...))
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Post by *Savannah* on Nov 28, 2005 20:58:29 GMT -5
Pippin stood up & started dancing
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Post by GuessWho on Nov 28, 2005 20:58:44 GMT -5
(( who is your charrie? short brain fart -_-'))
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Post by RoherynLOTR on Nov 28, 2005 20:59:13 GMT -5
((me? Aragorn...))
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Post by GuessWho on Nov 28, 2005 21:00:14 GMT -5
((kk then))
Arwen looked around the pub, her dignity making her disgusted by the actions of the drunk men that filled its walls.
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Post by RoherynLOTR on Nov 28, 2005 21:03:36 GMT -5
When the door opened, Aragorn looked at the one entering, recognizing her, but hoping she wouldn't recognize him.
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Post by GuessWho on Nov 28, 2005 21:05:28 GMT -5
Arwen walked to the counter and spoke breifly with the man who stood behind it. He leaned over at it and pointed at the corner where Aragorn sat in shadow. She nodded and thanked him and made her way to his chair. She stood before him, one hand on her sword hilt. "Sir Argorn." she said.
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