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bidocks
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Posted: Tue, Jul 10 2012, 16:55 PM |
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Joined: 25 Jul 2011
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A blonde man wearing worn, but well cared for clothing in black and brown sits at the edge of the pool of water in town. He meticulously cleans two shortswords, and a fine Elven bow. He looks around, half listening to conversations around him, then begins to sharpen his blades. His manner suggests someone more accustomed to the outdoors than the city, though, he doesn't seem trouble by lingering in town either. His hair is held back by a leather strap, showing his tanned skin, chiseled facial features and baby blue eyes. He looks pleasant, approachable, yet speaks little, and none approach him, save one woman. She offers to paint him, at which he is confused. The two banter back and forth until he resigns to it. She speaks to him of "the woman of his dreams", to which he has nothing to reply with. She finishes the painting, he asks to see it and is told not until its done, complete with a companion in it for him. They exchange niceties, and the man politely takes his leave with a shrug.
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