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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 3:04 pm
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"I'm not worried about that necessarilly." Ophelia was far more concerned with what some of the less savory folk might try if they met a drunk demon. They were survivors, certainly, but they were never the smartest or wisest of folk. Plus, she was more than a little embarassed just thinking about what some of them would say about her over a bit of ale. Yes, even the usually timid Ophelia has her pride. It is tiny, shredded, and difficult to pinpoint most of the time but it was still there. "My kin, as much as I adore them, don't know when to stop talking once someone agrees to drink with them. You'd be bored to tears." Well, she was telling the truth from a certain point of view. Though the last statement, I must say, is suspect even then.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 3:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 4:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 4:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 4:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 4:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:28 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:52 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 6:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 3:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 3:42 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 3:56 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 4:38 pm
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"Ooooh no I'm not." Before a reply could be given to that, Ophelia quickly answered his other comments. "I'll be happy to give you a tour~ Although considering the size of the village, I can't really call it all that 'grand'. Regardless, once we enter through the gate, we should be nearest to the Barracks and Smithy so I suppose we'll start there. From there is the Confectionary Shop, the Tailor, the City Hall, the Hospital, the General Store, and the Tavern. If we go from this gate to the other gate, that is the order in which we'll encounter each." Ophelia looked up at the watchmen and the gatekeepers atop the wall, not having to do much more than a small hand signal for them to let both her and Kaistern in. The woman, even though she had left the village for her own reasons, had a fairly decent reputation amongst the militia. Enough of a reputation that they would not question any obviously magical guests she might bring, shockingly enough.
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