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Gwynedd Tavern Owner says,

It be about an hour now I have been walking and all I see is green, green green and more green! Where be the action, the treasure, the fair maidens in distress.

*suddenly feels a hand on the shoulder*

Eeegad it be an orc!

*wakes up from bed*

Oh my, oh goodness, it was all a wee dream.

*breathes a sigh of relief*

Oh well, it be about time to open up the Tavern, let meh be a cracking.

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A well intentioned visior says...

::Approaching the Tavern, Sabina winces in remembrance of the sleazy tavern owner... However, she's had a tough workout with blade and stave and would like something cool to clear the dust from her throat. Bracing herself for the assault on her senses, she tries the door to see of it's open quite this early...::

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Gwynedd Tavern Owner says,

Ah, if meh eyes were any more blessed I would have thought mehself in heaven amongst a beautiful angel.

* rushes over to the Tavern door to open it and with excited face and voice *

What will it be my glorious?

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A well intentioned visior says...

Rolling her eyes at this obsequious onslaught, Sabina pushes past the little man, saying, "Ale, man. And none of that watered down pap ye served me last, mind."

She finds a table with her back to the wall and sits down to wait, her muscles speaking their unhappy opinion of her morning work.

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Gwynedd Tavern Owner says,

Oh, but of course meh lady, only the best, the best fer ye!

* rushes over to the back of the Tavern where a crate of fine ale is available. He pours while excitedly thinking of his prospects for the day ahead. From the back room he starts shouting as though the building were on fire *

Coming, coming...

* almost to stumble on himself *

Here it be, here it be, some of the fine brew fer someone as special as ye...

* he then waits and watches for 'his' angel's sip *

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A well intentioned visior says...

Not wanting to actually *touch* this unctuous fellow, Sabina places her silver bit on the table as she picks up the glass of ale and holds it up to the light. The ale glows deep amber through the mostly clean glass ~ evoking a surprised "hmph!" from her throat. It might actually be of good quality.

As she draws the glass to her lips, she sees the tavern owner hovering nearby, his beady little eyes avidly watching her. Setting her glass down with a thump, she glares her best warrior's eye at him. "Don't ye have other tasks, man? Ye'll not be increasing your chances of future business by staring at yer customers. Off with, ye!"

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Gwynedd Tavern Owner says,

* catches himself in a moment of splendor thing to self allowed *

Isn't she beautiful?

* then awakening from another dream of the daylight kind *

Oh, yes, oh sorry, ah, well I be hoping it meets the pleasure of thy blossoming lips.

* he darts off, making himself busy *

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A well intentioned visior says...

Sabina sighs her breath out slowly in wonderment. What is it with the little vermin that he behaves so? she thinks to herself. Shaking her head slightly, she picks up the glass again and takes a long, deep drink, immediately pleased at the quality and coolness of the liquid. "Ahhh...."

Setting down the glass, she stretches her taut shoulders and arms, feeling the crackle of tension released. Sabina settles more comfortably in her chair and reviews her morning's weapon practice in her mind, seeing where she might improve and where she has perfected her art.... her mind wanders ...