A good harvest
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The farmer fishes into his pocket and throws a potato towards Eilonwy,
"'A 'tater fer yer tune an yer wisdom. Night ta ya. Im offta sleep. gotta milk da goat b'fore first light an dat be gettin 'ere soon."
The farmer walks off towards the village keeping an eye on Kale over his shoulder as he leaves.
"'A 'tater fer yer tune an yer wisdom. Night ta ya. Im offta sleep. gotta milk da goat b'fore first light an dat be gettin 'ere soon."
The farmer walks off towards the village keeping an eye on Kale over his shoulder as he leaves.
- Eilonwy
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Eilonwy calls after the departing man,
"A kingly gift, Master farmer! May harvest bring thee a great bounty."
*turns back to Kale and smiles sweetly*
"Now then, are thee certain 'little one' is what thee were going to call me? I could have sworn it would be something else. Perhaps...a name?"
"A kingly gift, Master farmer! May harvest bring thee a great bounty."
*turns back to Kale and smiles sweetly*
"Now then, are thee certain 'little one' is what thee were going to call me? I could have sworn it would be something else. Perhaps...a name?"
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E. E. Nightshade of Clan Campbell
- Eilonwy
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- Posts: 263
- Joined: Thu Sep 11, 2003 1:00 pm
- Location: Drinking the bloody visions away.
*softly*
"Considering the...reaction thee had to my face, as well as my name, I wonder if thee somehow know those most influencing me from the past...
My mother had another name from her youth..."
*The young one trails off, troubled. A shiver courses through the spare frame and the next words are almost silent.
"Excuse me....."
*glides into the inn, cradling the flute*
"Considering the...reaction thee had to my face, as well as my name, I wonder if thee somehow know those most influencing me from the past...
My mother had another name from her youth..."
*The young one trails off, troubled. A shiver courses through the spare frame and the next words are almost silent.
"Excuse me....."
*glides into the inn, cradling the flute*
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E. E. Nightshade of Clan Campbell