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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Completely lost track, sorry!
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A tall woman with dark blond hair came striding down the road in a foul mood, she got to the door of the 'White Horse' and flung the door open, a few poeple looked up from their conversations but most didn't notice. Haerin wasn't wearing any cloak and she was freezing but she took no notice, she was in too bad a mood to care. She strove through the crowds towards the bar and sat heavily on a seat.
"An ale please," she said to the bar-man, "Coming up," replyed the wight, though Haerin didn't notice he was a wight, she was too busy with her own thoughts. "Why such a bad mood?" asked the wight as he served her drink. "Nothing important, just my brothers."
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