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<blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6120324" data-attributes="member: 40413">&quot;You're pretty enough to be a lady.&nbsp; Oh!&nbsp; Why that one's just an elf-blood.&nbsp; Must be a wizard or a werecreature.&nbsp; It's not catching, is it?&nbsp; And that quiet fellow with the big sword...&nbsp; Ain't too pretty now, is he?&nbsp; Papa said I should set my sights on a good worker and not a pretty man.&nbsp; He's not married is he?&quot;&nbsp; Katalin, probably having no one but the old man to talk to, is a veritable flood of words as she clutches Damaris' hand in her own callused hand and leads her to the house.&nbsp; &quot;Mama died years back so I keep the house and I try to keep up on extra chores since Benedek was taken...&nbsp; There's water in the pitcher but we've got some dandelion wine I tried my hand at, and I'm sure the men'll want some beer.&quot;Molnar rapidly blinks appearing shell-shocked at Tasanto's transformation but manages to raise a knuckle to his forehead in greeting to Damaris as she passes him.&nbsp; &quot;Ma'am.&quot;&nbsp; He turns back to the others outside his house and seems to notice Thuvian for the first time.&nbsp; Finally the man seems to focus on something that he can wrap his mind around and stares at Mister Dickens as the rat gnaws on what's left of the groundhog.&nbsp; &quot;Damned if I han't been trying to trap that creature for weeks now.&quot;&nbsp; He chuckles.&nbsp; &quot;Never thought to try a giant trained rat.&quot;The farmer shakes his head and seems to come to his senses.&nbsp; He walks over and takes the reins of Damaris' horse.&nbsp; &quot;This way, gentlemen.&nbsp; Not enough room in the barn for all your mounts but they can share the field and graze with my own animals.&quot;It doesn't take long to get the mounts unsaddled, rubbed down, and let out into the field and saddles and packs stowed in the barn.&nbsp; With tasks to accomplish and keep his mind off the strangeness of his visitors Molnar manage to make a bit of small talk asking about the trip and the weather.&nbsp; Soon he's leading everyone back to the house where Katalin is hurriedly putting the finishing touches on a meal of roasted goat, fresh bread, and steaming root vegetables.<a href="http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/600/humanmfarmer175.jpg/" target="_blank"><img src="http://img600.imageshack.us/img600/8228/humanmfarmer175.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></a> <a href="http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/27/humanffarmer175.jpg/" target="_blank"><img src="http://img27.imageshack.us/img27/7161/humanffarmer175.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></a>. . . . . . . Molnar . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Katalin . . . . . . .</blockquote>

[QUOTE="GlassEye, post: 6120324, member: 40413"] [color=#cc0022]"You're pretty enough to be a lady. Oh! Why that one's just an elf-blood. Must be a wizard or a werecreature. It's not catching, is it? And that quiet fellow with the big sword... Ain't too pretty now, is he? Papa said I should set my sights on a good worker and not a pretty man. He's not married is he?"[/color] Katalin, probably having no one but the old man to talk to, is a veritable flood of words as she clutches Damaris' hand in her own callused hand and leads her to the house. [color=#cc0022]"Mama died years back so I keep the house and I try to keep up on extra chores since Benedek was taken... There's water in the pitcher but we've got some dandelion wine I tried my hand at, and I'm sure the men'll want some beer."[/color] Molnar rapidly blinks appearing shell-shocked at Tasanto's transformation but manages to raise a knuckle to his forehead in greeting to Damaris as she passes him. [color=steelblue]"Ma'am."[/color] He turns back to the others outside his house and seems to notice Thuvian for the first time. Finally the man seems to focus on something that he can wrap his mind around and stares at Mister Dickens as the rat gnaws on what's left of the groundhog. [color=steelblue]"Damned if I han't been trying to trap that creature for weeks now."[/color] He chuckles. [color=steelblue]"Never thought to try a giant trained rat."[/color] The farmer shakes his head and seems to come to his senses. He walks over and takes the reins of Damaris' horse. [color=steelblue]"This way, gentlemen. Not enough room in the barn for all your mounts but they can share the field and graze with my own animals."[/color] It doesn't take long to get the mounts unsaddled, rubbed down, and let out into the field and saddles and packs stowed in the barn. With tasks to accomplish and keep his mind off the strangeness of his visitors Molnar manage to make a bit of small talk asking about the trip and the weather. Soon he's leading everyone back to the house where Katalin is hurriedly putting the finishing touches on a meal of roasted goat, fresh bread, and steaming root vegetables. [URL=http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/600/humanmfarmer175.jpg/][IMG]http://img600.imageshack.us/img600/8228/humanmfarmer175.jpg[/IMG][/URL] [URL=http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/27/humanffarmer175.jpg/][IMG]http://img27.imageshack.us/img27/7161/humanffarmer175.jpg[/IMG][/URL] [color=steelblue][b]. . . . . . . Molnar . . . . . . .[/b][/color] [color=#cc0022][b]. . . . . . . Katalin . . . . . . .[/b][/color] [/QUOTE]

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