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<blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6156839" data-attributes="member: 40413"><p>Old Mags hikes up the ragged hem of her skirt showing boney ankles and does an awkward dance step around the common room as Damaris sings. The few patrons in the inn clap enthusiastically after the song and a breathless Mags approaches. Her eyes glistens and she smiles with melancholy. <span style="color: lime">"Ah, dearie! Many a year since I heard a voice as lovely as your'n. A right shame that is…"</span></p><p></p><p>When Damaris goes upstairs to question Benedek there is no response to her light knock at the door. It isn't locked and when she peeks in she sees the young man is curled up in bed and lightly snoring. Sleep seems to have erased the lines of pain and worry that marred his face earlier giving him a peace that he likely hasn't had for days.</p><p></p><p>There is only one guard to be seen watching the inn as Tasanto leaves. He frowns in response to Tasanto's respectful nod and watches as the young man enters the market place though doesn't leave his position. Tasanto sees that the crowds have thinned considerably and Molnar appears to be finishing his business with the merchant guildsmen. Katalin is wandering amongst the stalls looking at ivory-colored lace, brightly-colored bits of ribbon and bone buttons.</p><p></p><p>Molnar shakes the hand of the guildsman and turns as Tasanto approaches. He exhales long and shakes his head. <span style="color: steelblue">"It is done and in record time, too. You saw that crowd; just this side of desperate. It gets worse each time I come here. I'll be glad when this business is behind us and we can leave the city."</span> Molnar looks hopefully at Tasanto. <span style="color: steelblue">"Any word of Benedek?"</span></p><p></p><p></p><p><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></p><p><span style="color: steelblue"><strong>. . . . . . . Molnar . . . . . . .</strong></span> <span style="color: #cc0022"><strong>. . . . . . . Katalin . . . . . . .</strong></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="GlassEye, post: 6156839, member: 40413"] Old Mags hikes up the ragged hem of her skirt showing boney ankles and does an awkward dance step around the common room as Damaris sings. The few patrons in the inn clap enthusiastically after the song and a breathless Mags approaches. Her eyes glistens and she smiles with melancholy. [color=lime]"Ah, dearie! Many a year since I heard a voice as lovely as your'n. A right shame that is…"[/color] When Damaris goes upstairs to question Benedek there is no response to her light knock at the door. It isn't locked and when she peeks in she sees the young man is curled up in bed and lightly snoring. Sleep seems to have erased the lines of pain and worry that marred his face earlier giving him a peace that he likely hasn't had for days. There is only one guard to be seen watching the inn as Tasanto leaves. He frowns in response to Tasanto's respectful nod and watches as the young man enters the market place though doesn't leave his position. Tasanto sees that the crowds have thinned considerably and Molnar appears to be finishing his business with the merchant guildsmen. Katalin is wandering amongst the stalls looking at ivory-colored lace, brightly-colored bits of ribbon and bone buttons. Molnar shakes the hand of the guildsman and turns as Tasanto approaches. He exhales long and shakes his head. [color=steelblue]"It is done and in record time, too. You saw that crowd; just this side of desperate. It gets worse each time I come here. I'll be glad when this business is behind us and we can leave the city."[/color] Molnar looks hopefully at Tasanto. [color=steelblue]"Any word of Benedek?"[/color] [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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