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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 17, 2016 19:36:59 GMT
Maribell Honeysuckle's Cottage is actually much larger then other buildings called a cottage. It is built inside a large hill in the manner of some Halflings. She has many, many rooms. Just outside is a training pitch where she is constantly drilling her two daughters. Anabell and Marigold. Maribell always has the best wine and food. She has a team of chefs that are constantly rotating through. Her house is probably the large in the Verdant, but because it is underground it is hard to judge.
Riku and her children have been staying with Maribell. The two are very close.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 19, 2016 19:35:51 GMT
Andraste walked to the training pitch where she cast her eyes around for Annabel. They were good friends, their relationship being formed on the basis of their shared interest in swordplay.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 19, 2016 19:42:43 GMT
Anabell was training on the pitch alone. Her rapier tight in her little fist as she works the forms her mother had taught her. She did not notice Andraste approach.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 19, 2016 20:11:53 GMT
Andraste whistled like a blackbird. It was their secret signal to let the other know they were present. She leaned on the fence and waited.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 19, 2016 20:21:31 GMT
Anabell finished her movements, that resembled more a dance then physical exercise. She sheathed her sword and then made sure her dress was perfectly coifed before walking to her friend. "You are late, darling."
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 19, 2016 20:28:50 GMT
"Am I?" Andraste shrugged. "I didn't think I was. And it's a bad guest who arrives early. Who else is coming?"
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 19, 2016 20:42:05 GMT
"I love you darling but you have no sense of time." Anabell stopped in front of the elf. "There are quite a few men and women already inside. My mother invited the entire town. Wine is flowing freely."
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 19, 2016 20:50:57 GMT
"Oh good. Mother and I were up all night. I could use a drink to liven me up," she said, grinning.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 19, 2016 21:21:45 GMT
Anabell took Andraste's hand. "Follow me darling. What do you want to drink. Mother has a sparkling wine fountain in the dining room. And she has three barrels of mead in the parlor. Down stairs she was the harder stuff." She waited for Andraste to choose.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 19, 2016 21:53:50 GMT
"Mead will be good to start with," Andraste said. She might move on to hard liquor later in the day.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 19, 2016 22:08:13 GMT
Anabell lead her toward the parlor. "I should have known. Your tastes are so simple." She rolled her eyes.
In the parlor Mayor Azure and Riku were standing talking with a man in a black silk coat that Andraste did not know.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 19, 2016 22:29:53 GMT
Andraste bowed and smiled. Mayor, Riku. Good to see you."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 20, 2016 0:12:01 GMT
The Mayor turned to bow his head to Andraste. "A pleasure to see you my dear girl." He nodded and added, "The blessings of the light on you."
Riku just looked at the elf but said nothing.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 20, 2016 16:32:14 GMT
"You are very kind, sir," she said to him. She smiled politely at Riku but decided that it was best not to pursue conversation if Riku was not willing. Since Mayor Azure seemed more talkative, she said "I hope you are enjoying Dawnsday so far?"
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 20, 2016 17:12:56 GMT
"It had been miserable my dear. My husband is angry at me for reasons I can not divine. And I imagine he is quite drunk by now so we are surely going to argue again this evening." Azure replied calmly before finishing his cup of mead.
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