Post by Danny on Jan 10, 2004 23:33:53 GMT -5
(OOC: uhm....i'm bored out of my mind, so i'm posting a role play message.....erm...just cuz)
Larien Lossehelin walks into The Prancing Pony and out of the rain, throwing her dark hood off of her face, and coming up to the counter.
"An ale tonight Barliman, if it doesn't trouble you, and a room for the night." she says, dropping a few coins into the innkeeper's open hand.
She then takes her mug and sits down at a nearby table, casting a glance about the room as she does so.
"It's dead tonight.." she mutters to herself, seeing only regulars about talking and drinking. "No one unusual....looks like it'll be another boring week...month...year......"
Larien Lossehelin walks into The Prancing Pony and out of the rain, throwing her dark hood off of her face, and coming up to the counter.
"An ale tonight Barliman, if it doesn't trouble you, and a room for the night." she says, dropping a few coins into the innkeeper's open hand.
She then takes her mug and sits down at a nearby table, casting a glance about the room as she does so.
"It's dead tonight.." she mutters to herself, seeing only regulars about talking and drinking. "No one unusual....looks like it'll be another boring week...month...year......"