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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Mithreander" data-source="post: 1298423" data-attributes="member: 13791">[OoC]Worry not, my dear Kirinke, if the others do not join back into the main story, then we'll ax them and continue with just the paladin and the ranger. I know that both deadestdai and myself do not mind continuing with just two players... but I will NOT let this game die![/OoC]The princess, still seeming disoriented, though her delicate and trained movements may be more of a show then reality, notes her suroundings, her clothing and the others around her, and then focuses her eyes, in a down cast manner, back to the paladin. "Kind Lord, you have my thanks, gratitude and I'm in your debt, far as you spoke, the memories of that teriblenight returned to my mind." She turns her eyes to the others in turn and adds, "and the rest of your companions, of course. Now, if we have an opertunity for a bath and a change of clothing we can be on our way, for it has been a trying couple of days and I feel a need to refresh myself... that is if you feel we have time for such delay?" Her eyes shyly go back to the paladins in a seeming request.If the party agrees, the princess, with the help of you, gets up, makes her way to the inn, and orders a bath. She changes her clothing into the pesant wear that you set out for her with a nod after your explination and bathes and dresses quicky. In a matter of 30 minutes, she's out of her room, a bundle of clothing on her back ina non-discript cloth sack. She thanks the innkeepers wife with a genuine smile of appreciation and a hug, and then turns back to the group. Even in the peasant wear, all of you can tell that it will have a hard time hiding her royal nature with her bearing and with her direct and commanding presence. Her hair, now clean and shiny form scrubbing crowns her face in splender, seeming to hover arround her head ina halo.She glides over o the offered mount and mounts witha practiced grace of someone so young and one that has done so a thousandd times before. She leans forward, her ever ready smile on her perfect lips shining down on the horses head as she wispers something to it, it's ears twitching in pleasure at her ready hand and her conforting words.</blockquote>

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