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Message: <blockquote data-quote="perrinmiller" data-source="post: 6174318" data-attributes="member: 88649">Tyrien, Half-elven Archeress~ At Tyrien's Table ~<img src="http://i956.photobucket.com/albums/ae47/perrinmiller/LieraAvatar2.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Tyrien smiles and pours some apple mead into two of the spare mugs after shaking Eanos's hand and begins chattering away."Oh, well met. I am Tyrien e'Adrianne, archeress of the arcane arts, hunter of dragonne's, slayer of dopplegangers and dark stalkers and all around fun girl. I see that you are not a novice, Master Eanos. How good are you with that bow of yours? That mustached man over there is looking for some fodder or suckers, cannot tell which. You don't strike me as the type. At least not fodder. I cannot answer if you are sucker, we just met. Hee, hee. No offense, meant. But you did come to sit at my table."She finally takes a breath and continues onwards, "Nice to meet you Emily. Just who are you and is that pack heavy? Oh, maybe you do want to go check out what that man in the top hat is selling. He is looking for someone just like you, no doubt. He could not afford my fees. I am looking for bigger game to hunt. Maybe a dragon. I heard tell they are like cats and not much bigger than small dogs. But legends have them very dangerous, if they can be believed. I did fight a drake once, nothing special, mind you.""Sicne you are here in the tavern, what brings you about? Are you loking for work or just spinning tales and bragging about past exploits. Speaking of braggarts, be on the lookout for the two like halflings that like dice games and picking pockets."</blockquote>

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