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| shinsa | Tue Mar 21, 2006 12:36 am Post #1 |
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Early that foggy morning a passanger boat arrived at the docks as normally its passangers strolled off the boat as the crew worked on the luggage of some of the more "noble" passangers. Among the group that came off the boat was a cloaked figure not much was visable of him, The Cloak he wore covered him from head to toe. This darker figure quickly moved away from the boat and the crowded unloading area. Once away from it all he stopped moving a cloaked hand over he's hood removing it now showing that youthfull face showing he was somewhere in he's mid 20's but tilting more to the ealier years, he's pitch black hair that did not pass he's eyes moved slightly with the morning breeze as he's dark eyes took a hold of the entire dock area. As the morning fog begang to fade the young stranger's eyes where searching the building for a inn or tavern he could stop in for a small rest and a bite to eat.As he spotted a tavern he quickly made hes way to it a small smirk on hes face. Entering the tavern he became semi-blind from the brightness change between the morning sun and the candle light tavern, making hes way to the counter once he's sight returned to him he searched about for the bartender apon noticing him he waved him over. "Good Sir i would like a loaf of bread and some of your finest wine please" Apon placing hes order he dropped a pair of gold coin in the counter and all he recived from the bartender was a slight nod as the man began to work gather a glass placing it on the counter and pouring some red wine into it taking the two coins he dispeared into the back remerging seconed later with some bread placing in infront of the young man. Having food and a drink now he slightly bowed he's head in thanks and took the two items moving to a table by a window and began eating watching the outside world. |
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