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 Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 12:20 am
 ::Streets of Haven::
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 3:34 pm
Tiliff sighed but continued his treck. He was sent on errend after errend by his Papa. He even got up early to try and get breakfast, but that didn't happen. Maybe Papa would reward him with dinner! It wasn't likely, but Tiliff could wish. He jumped between stones, keeping himself entertained.
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 9:56 pm
((Hopefully this is okay biggrin ))
Lari glanced around for the hundredth time, and closed herself off to the word more. Gar squawked at her from perching on her hand, and she wrinkled his nose at him. "Don't give me that. I didn't ask you to come." She sighed. "I never should have left home. could have been a nice married farmgirl. But no, I had to want t go be a bard, let my dreams get the best of me..." she looked back the way she had come, and frowned. "Well, it's never too late to go back there..." Another sigh, another squawk from Gar.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 10:40 am
(O, it's fine, no worries! So you know, Tillif has a nasty accent, it's not me being lazy and mis-typing, lol)
Tillif didn't watch where he was going and tried to land on the same stone Lari was standing on. He crashed into her, taking her down with him. "Ouf!" he yelped as he hit the concrete. "I didn't hert yer pertty bird, did I?" he asked. His accent was thick, and made him sound alot younger than he was. The small boy jumped back onto his feet with ease and offered his hand to her. No one could accuse him of not being gentlemanly!
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 5:50 pm
((Yay for accents! Ohho ho))
Upon the contact, Gar squawked and fluttered into the air, making a whole assortment of angry bird noises at Tillif.
"Doesn't look like it. Ignore him, he's just a whiner." Lari accepted the hand and pulled herself up, brushing off the back of her pants. She held her hand back up, and the bird landed, wings flared out as he hissed at Tilif. Lari frowned. "Gar, sorry."
"Sorry," the bird echoed, moving around on Lari's hand before preening at his feathers. Lari scratched at the bird's chest, mumbling a 'Good boy' before looking back to Tillif.
"Are you okay?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 10:41 am
It almost seemed like he was about to cry at how the bird was acting towards him. Poor Tillif had never upset a bird, but all animals seemed to like him. This was a first! But once the apology came, he was all smiles again. "I'm fine! It's not da first time I've bumped inta someone!" he responded a little louder than neccessary. He scratched at the back of his head and then remembered what he was going to do, but he didn't forget his manners either. "Are you new in Valdemar?" he asked quickly. "I can show ya around... or at least show ya where ya need to go."
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 2:00 pm
Lari gasped, then clasped her hands together before her, disrupting Gar (who hopped to her shoulder), and grinned. "I am! Would you? Oh, that would be so fantastic! I'd be so thankful! I really...I really didn't think through coming here on my own," she admitted softly, blushing ever-so-slightly, playing with the edges of her gloves. "I was hoping to try to get to the Bardic Collegium..."
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 9:29 pm
"O, yer a bard?" he asked. He knew they could play like magic but he'd never heard them play before. "I know where that is," he said, making it sound horribly easy. "I'm even headin' that way! I gotta stop near the healers for my Papa. They keep botherin' him but he doesn't wanna help them." He was ranting now, but he didn't realize it. "But if ya need anything, you can go to Papa's shop, I'll vouch fer ya and it'll be free!" He was leading her towards the collegium by now.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 9:35 pm
"I want to be, thank you!" Lari grinned brightly as she followed quickly. Gary squawked a little as they walked, looking around with small, beady eyes. She tilted her head. "What does your Papa do?"
((Have I been watching the guild thread lists all day? No, what are you talking about? ninja ))
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 9:43 pm
"'E's a healer," he responded quickly, skipping lightly in the road. "But he doesn't work for da greedy healers in the castle, no-sir-ee. All they want to do is be pampered and help da rich. Papa opened up a little shop and helps those with no money... but that means we don't get no money either. But that's ok, Papa does what he can." The only thing that made Tillif hate what his father does is when the rent comes around or when they run out of food, which was almost constantly.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 10:05 pm
"That's really noble of him!" Lari stuck out her tongue. "Greedy people...I don't like greed."
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 4:47 pm
"So says da girl who's gonna live in the castle," he replied with a wicked smirk. His Papa would have chided him for messing with people, but it was so much fun, and he really didn't get a chance to do it very often.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 5:00 pm
Lari's cheeks turned dark red. "I'm not doing it for money or greed! I just...I really like music!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 5:06 pm
"You can learn on da streets like da minstrels," he said, pointing to one who was trying to tune a broken lute. They walked past him and the wanna-be bard looked at them beggingly. "I 'ave no money," Tillif responded with a shrug. He grabbed Lari's wrist and quickly led her up the street. "E's a bad pick pocket..." It didn't even look like he did anything!
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 5:11 pm
"I also want to live comfortable. Is that too much to ask?" She stuck out her tongue, then grumbled to herself "If I wanted to stay on the streets, I woulda stayed 'Eyes'..."
She shook her head, letting herself be lead.
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