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<blockquote data-quote="Scratched_back" data-source="post: 2649285" data-attributes="member: 16262">[SBlock]&quot;I haven't had chance to perform for many weeks now Mark, so I appreciate the opportunity. I shall be in my room preparing. Until sundown then?&quot; Jericho stands and drains the last of the ale from his tankard. He pulls his satchel back over his head and delicately replaces the worn leather cover over the harp. Making his way toward the corridor that leading to his room, he casts his eye over the general decoration and state of the Inn. The first thing he notices is the nice carpet fitted to the floor, uncommon in many Inns due to it's cost and upkeep. It's slightly worn in the middle of the whole corridor, suggesting a lot of people walk it. For all that Jericho didn't know about this place, he could at least see that it was popular. Further down the hall where the stairs began, it was immediately apparent the carpeting seemed more flush and the tell-tale signs of wear and tear were less obvious.It would seem the more expensive rooms would be upstairs, that's a good sign. Upstairs he walked along another corridor passing past doors marked five and six until he came to number seven. Trying the key, the door opened inwards with a smooth motion and Jericho was greeted with a fresh smell seemingly blowing in from the open window. Crossing the room and looking out he saw some stalls set up against the lower wall of the building, smaller than the ones he'd seen before, but still filling the room with the sweet scent of fruit. Well, I'd better prepare for my first performance. I hope I'm ready for it, god knows I had enough lessons! Jericho sat down on the bed, pulled of his shoes and took a deep breath, fighting the nerves that were playing at him. &quot;I hope I can play you as well as mother did, Harp. You're still in the family you know.&quot;[/SBlock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Scratched_back, post: 2649285, member: 16262"] [SBlock][COLOR=DarkOrange]"I haven't had chance to perform for many weeks now Mark, so I appreciate the opportunity. I shall be in my room preparing. Until sundown then?"[/COLOR] Jericho stands and drains the last of the ale from his tankard. He pulls his satchel back over his head and delicately replaces the worn leather cover over the harp. Making his way toward the corridor that leading to his room, he casts his eye over the general decoration and state of the Inn. The first thing he notices is the nice carpet fitted to the floor, uncommon in many Inns due to it's cost and upkeep. It's slightly worn in the middle of the whole corridor, suggesting a lot of people walk it. For all that Jericho didn't know about this place, he could at least see that it was popular. Further down the hall where the stairs began, it was immediately apparent the carpeting seemed more flush and the tell-tale signs of wear and tear were less obvious. [COLOR=DarkGreen][I]It would seem the more expensive rooms would be upstairs, that's a good sign[/I].[/COLOR] Upstairs he walked along another corridor passing past doors marked five and six until he came to number seven. Trying the key, the door opened inwards with a smooth motion and Jericho was greeted with a fresh smell seemingly blowing in from the open window. Crossing the room and looking out he saw some stalls set up against the lower wall of the building, smaller than the ones he'd seen before, but still filling the room with the sweet scent of fruit. [COLOR=DarkGreen][I]Well, I'd better prepare for my first performance. I hope I'm ready for it, god knows I had enough lessons! [/I] [/COLOR]Jericho sat down on the bed, pulled of his shoes and took a deep breath, fighting the nerves that were playing at him. [COLOR=DarkOrange]"I hope I can play you as well as mother did, Harp. You're still in the family you know."[/COLOR][/SBlock] [/QUOTE]

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