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Post by mcbale on Jun 10, 2014 12:00:37 GMT
Alvarion sits alone in a darkened corner of the bar, nursing a tankard of ale. His hood is pulled up over his head, his head in his hands.
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Post by Leah on Jun 10, 2014 23:20:10 GMT
Saffron comes in out of the heavy rain and shakes her hood out, spraying water all over the floor.
"Ugh," she mutters, noticing Alvarion and sitting herself down on a seat next to him. "You look about about as good as I feel."
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Post by mcbale on Jun 11, 2014 7:52:46 GMT
Alvarion slowly raises his head at the voice. He slowly sit up, dropping his hood back from his face "Saffron, it's been a while, how are you?"
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