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<blockquote data-quote="eriwoj" data-source="post: 2562325">&quot;Excuse me, my lady, but I couldn't help but smell your purfume,&quot; comes a soft but unusually deep woman's voice as a hand gently touches her shoulder, &quot;You seem oddly like myself. Perhaps, we may keep one another company and share a few&nbsp; stories.&nbsp; Bar maid! Bring me two mugs of hot tea with a hit of molasses and some fine smoked meats for me and the lady here.&quot;Looking up at the one who has whispered to her, the lady sees before her a middle aged woman, deathly pale, and cold to behold.&nbsp; Her robe was a medium shade of gray and was slighty thrown back from her right shoulder. It was held on with a silver chain style clasp.&nbsp; Underneath could be seen an off-white man's tunic which was cut off to fit and unhemmed. As the lady's eyes followed the odd yet gracefull flow of the woman's garb she found that the woman before her wore all of her clothing rather well. As she glances up to the woman's face, it is found that her face is average surrounded by a head of curly, wavey, dark grayish brown hair cut shoulder length. But she has completely white eyes, which is the only incredibly odd thing about her, especially in a place like the Cross Roads Tavern.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="eriwoj, post: 2562325"] [I]"Excuse me, my lady, but I couldn't help but smell your purfume,"[/I] comes a soft but unusually deep woman's voice as a hand gently touches her shoulder, [I]"You seem oddly like myself. Perhaps, we may keep one another company and share a few stories. Bar maid! Bring me two mugs of hot tea with a hit of molasses and some fine smoked meats for me and the lady here.[/I]" Looking up at the one who has whispered to her, the lady sees before her a middle aged woman, deathly pale, and cold to behold. Her robe was a medium shade of gray and was slighty thrown back from her right shoulder. It was held on with a silver chain style clasp. Underneath could be seen an off-white man's tunic which was cut off to fit and unhemmed. As the lady's eyes followed the odd yet gracefull flow of the woman's garb she found that the woman before her wore all of her clothing rather well. As she glances up to the woman's face, it is found that her face is average surrounded by a head of curly, wavey, dark grayish brown hair cut shoulder length. But she has completely white eyes, which is the only incredibly odd thing about her, especially in a place like the Cross Roads Tavern. [/QUOTE]

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