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<blockquote data-quote="Sparky" data-source="post: 1422313" data-attributes="member: 13681"><p><span style="color: purple"><em>Uh oh. I put my foot in it.</em></span> A cheery, oblivious smile lights Ioleta's eyes and she stands as Tylkin leaves the table. <span style="color: magenta">"Good night, Tylkin, uh.. Sir. Thank you for dinner."</span> She curtsies, inclining her head and watches the merchant's back as he wends his way through the common room. She blinks, pursing her lips. She shakes her head. She looks down at her unfinished meal and still can't muster up an appetite. She sighs and picks up what she can carry and heads outside. The girl stops halfway to the wagon, unmindful of the chicken thigh and mug of ale hanging limp in her hands.</p><p></p><p><em>Dicing caravan guards huddle near a lantern, all swears and laughter, over the rattling of bones in the warm pool of light.</em></p><p></p><p><em>Another guard, turned farrier, inspects the new shoe on a fine looking horse in his care. He grins up at the handsome animal and smiles saying something to which the horse bobs its head, whickering.</em></p><p></p><p><em>Jaan and Velbrik are walking away from a group of caravaneers discussing their watches and Troi slips some small bundle into his pack.</em></p><p></p><p>A wave of unalloyed lonliness swamps the woman as she stands small and quiet in the rutted track behind the inn. She takes a deep breath and a slow step. Swallowing the lump in her throat she makes her way to the others.</p><p></p><p>Scrambling up onto the wagon to finish her meal, Ioleta sees Troi's bow. Around a mouthful of chicken <span style="color: magenta">"Troi, I don't think I could even draw this, let alone hit anything with it,"</span> She takes a sip from her mug, kicking her heels against the side of the wagon as Jaan and Velbrik near.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: magenta">"Hey, you guys, what'd the other guards have to say? Oh! Can I have my whistle back?"</span> She reaches out with a chicken greased hand, starting as she sees how messy it is. Holding her mug in the crook of her elbow she fishes a handkerchief out of a hidden pocket and awkwardly wipes her hand before holding it out again. She smiles weakly.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Sparky, post: 1422313, member: 13681"] [color=purple][i]Uh oh. I put my foot in it.[/i][/color][i][/i] A cheery, oblivious smile lights Ioleta's eyes and she stands as Tylkin leaves the table. [color=magenta]"Good night, Tylkin, uh.. Sir. Thank you for dinner."[/color] She curtsies, inclining her head and watches the merchant's back as he wends his way through the common room. She blinks, pursing her lips. She shakes her head. She looks down at her unfinished meal and still can't muster up an appetite. She sighs and picks up what she can carry and heads outside. The girl stops halfway to the wagon, unmindful of the chicken thigh and mug of ale hanging limp in her hands. [I]Dicing caravan guards huddle near a lantern, all swears and laughter, over the rattling of bones in the warm pool of light.[/I] [I]Another guard, turned farrier, inspects the new shoe on a fine looking horse in his care. He grins up at the handsome animal and smiles saying something to which the horse bobs its head, whickering.[/I] [I]Jaan and Velbrik are walking away from a group of caravaneers discussing their watches and Troi slips some small bundle into his pack.[/I] A wave of unalloyed lonliness swamps the woman as she stands small and quiet in the rutted track behind the inn. She takes a deep breath and a slow step. Swallowing the lump in her throat she makes her way to the others. Scrambling up onto the wagon to finish her meal, Ioleta sees Troi's bow. Around a mouthful of chicken [color=magenta]"Troi, I don't think I could even draw this, let alone hit anything with it,"[/color] She takes a sip from her mug, kicking her heels against the side of the wagon as Jaan and Velbrik near. [color=magenta]"Hey, you guys, what'd the other guards have to say? Oh! Can I have my whistle back?"[/color] She reaches out with a chicken greased hand, starting as she sees how messy it is. Holding her mug in the crook of her elbow she fishes a handkerchief out of a hidden pocket and awkwardly wipes her hand before holding it out again. She smiles weakly. [/QUOTE]
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