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July 6th, 2004


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mistressnelle
03:30 pm - A Leisurely Awakening
OOC:

Sorry Guys! Been busy busy busy! But today's my day off! Woohoo! Game on!

Carl, get ahold of me so we can finish the Meir/Bianca stuff! Even if we have to do it by phone, I can record it, and then post the end of it!

-Nelle-
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IC:

After a pleasant early morning sleep, the mannor begins to bustle. Food smells begin to waft through the hallways, servants and residents begin moving throught the under tunnels, and there is simply a intoxicating thrum of vitality that can be sensed from the very walls of this strange, strange place.

Laelith came down to the tavern's main room, a door appearing at her touch that hadn't been there earlier, the door, no doubt, leading to the vast city housed within and below this hilltop abode. Upon entering, she called awake the torches and light-globes that illuminated the forever dark room, the room that had indeed earned the tavern it's name. She was clothed in a gold-emboriderd shift of cerulean linnen, a rich gift of fabric brought to her by the Mistress at one point in time or another, and one of her favorite day-bound garments. Her dusty red hair was loose, and sapphire eyes lined with khol, a simple vanity she humored herself with. She called in a myriad of juices and the breakfast meal from the vast kitchens, pulling out pieces of fruits, breads, and pastry. Settling herself at one of the marble tables, she began to pick at her meal, wondering what the day would bring for her.

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Date:July 8th, 2004 12:02 am (UTC)
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Laelith looks up as the gyphon enters, only a small bit of surprise rendering itself within her. She herself had never seen one of it's fellows within these walls, but she'd heard pleanty of the Mistress's stories of the gryphon-shifter Queen who used to frequent the mannor.

She watches him walk to the slave girls, and seeing his interest, she pipes up. "Good sir, a moment..." She rises, moving languidly toward him. "Do what you will, but the Mistress gently requests that you do nothing to the girls that we cant heal after you are finished. I know that may damper things a bit, but we do have plenty of forests in our lands, if a hunt and kill is what you are desireing."

Her smile is winning, yet she offers a quick prayer to Blake that she has not offended this magnificant creature. Her eyes drift to Cirrac as he prepares a plate of breakfast, offering him a smile as well.

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