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Post by Stoakly Centurio on Aug 3, 2009 14:36:28 GMT
*The humidity of a warm, summer night hardly bothers the ferret as he makes his way through the Village. He is simply too excited to have recently returned from his travels, back from any responsibilites as a Guild leader, and back in the Village that he loves. Stoakly quickly reaches his destination of the Tavern, as he has made the journey many times; he immediately shuffles over to the bar, takes a seat, and pounds the table with his paw.* Ale, if'n y'please. *The Terraluxian Captain swiftly spins himself around on the stool, looking out at the rest of the patrons to find a familiar face. He is hoping to possibly find an old friend to catch up with...*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Aug 4, 2009 10:18:06 GMT
*Ashnel looks up from his seat at the sound of the ferret's voice. Now the settlement gates are open all day and half the night and creatures are free to come and go as they please, many have chosen to go, travelling to see relatives and to share much-exaggerated stories of Terralux's near downfall. Ashnel, with no such stories to share and nobeast to share them with outside of Terralux even if he did, has confined himself to the near-empty tavern, leaving Terragon in peace at Starsett Hollow.* Stoakly, *The squirrel calls over to the bar and nods at the seat across the table from himself. He takes a crystal shard from his pocket and indicates he is about to throw it to the ferret.* Could you grab another October ale?
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Post by Stoakly Centurio on Aug 11, 2009 0:22:31 GMT
*Stoakly turns from his seat at the counter and sees Ashnel, an old friend, sitting at a table on the other side of the tavern. The ferret's eyes immediately light up as he makes his way across the room, taking a seat as the squirrel gestured.* It's been a while, eh, Ashnel? Where's Terri'? *He sighs and leans back in his chair, taking a sip of his ale.* Seems pretty slow 'round here right now. Anything goin' on 'round Terralux? All I've heard recently is some rumor 'bout a traveling, wildcat illusionist named Iluzja. Odd, gypsy type, wears rags, sings chants, an' is s'possedly magic. I know they're just illusions, though... *The Terraluxian Captain chuckles to himself and takes another sip of his Ale...*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Aug 24, 2009 15:53:13 GMT
*Ashnel accepts the drink with a grateful nod.* Terragon's back at Starsett Hollow, *He tells Stoakly after a careful moment and seems to have no more to say on the subject.* And, yes, it's been a while, *He agrees with a rueful smile.* Can't say I really know what's happening round here. I've been back since the end of last season and never really managed to catch up on any news. *Or bothered, the former Captain adds silently.* But the travellor... what else do you know? *His brows furrows in concentration as he attempts to recall what Stoakly said.* Did you say where the cat came from?
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Leaderess of Terralux