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Re: The Crumbled Brick Tavern
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Wed, 29 Jan 2003 03:12:55 GMT
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Hi tonya,
Very impressive, I can see a great story unfolding here.
One question; are you planing on playing it out with lego characters?
cuz that would be pretty cool, well keep it up.
Laterz
Joey
> In lugnet.castle, Tanya K. Burkhart writes:
> Scene: A village, a twilit evening, a quiet street, a dingy tavern. A
> figure cloaked against the elements hurries toward the beckoning golden
> light spilling through the windows and onto the cobbled street.
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> Upon entering the thin warmth inside the door of the time-worn common room,
> the woman, for it is a woman under the concealing layers, unfurls the burden
> of her woolen cloak and quickly moves toward the greater warmth of the open
> fireplace and the comfort of a seat.
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> The tavernkeep steps toward her. He catches her eye. She looks disgruntled.
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> "Wine. Mulled. Hot," she orders. The keep says nothing as he walks away
> to fill her request.
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> Returning with a large mug of fragrant red wine, the keep stands over the
> woman until she looks into his eyes.
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> "What's the problem, Tatyana? The king again?" He sets down the mug and
> sits across from her.
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> "He's going to give my job to someone else and take my head off if there are
> any more construction delays. It's the queen - she wants everything just
> so, he indulges her, and I get blamed. And don't even get me started on the
> budget. He wants me to build the heart of a kingdom with what it would take
> to build a decent hunting lodge!"
>
> The tavernkeep shakes his head sympathetically at the master mason.
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| (...) Nope. My thought was to have a "virtual" Tavern for us .castle folk to write on, add to, and have fun with right here online. Tatyana The master mason or the petulant queen (depending on the moment) ;) (22 years ago, 29-Jan-03, to lugnet.castle)
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| Scene: A village, a twilit evening, a quiet street, a dingy tavern. A figure cloaked against the elements hurries toward the beckoning golden light spilling through the windows and onto the cobbled street. Upon entering the thin warmth inside the (...) (22 years ago, 29-Jan-03, to lugnet.castle)
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