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Marileangorifurnimaluim · 05-03-2003, 03:24 PM

Trenton stroked his fine embroidered vest and sauntered towards the bar, giving one of the hobbit dancers a lascivious smile. But he already had what he came for: he fanned himself playfully with the sought after Shire phone number. He leaned over over the short shield-maiden in the horn-rimmed glasses; uncharacteristic for a shield-maiden, she was hurriedly scribbling notes. (Most of that type couldn't read.)

"Well, now. Having fun are we?"

"I have seventeen scrolls of notes -- already." The shieldmaiden shoved her glasses back up her nose, looking harried.

05-03-2003, 03:24 PM	#1
Marileangorifurnimaluim Eerie Forest Spectre Join Date: Nov 2001 Location: Buried in scrolls of fanfiction Posts: 798	Trenton stroked his fine embroidered vest and sauntered towards the bar, giving one of the hobbit dancers a lascivious smile. But he already had what he came for: he fanned himself playfully with the sought after Shire phone number. He leaned over over the short shield-maiden in the horn-rimmed glasses; uncharacteristic for a shield-maiden, she was hurriedly scribbling notes. (Most of that type couldn't read.) "Well, now. Having fun are we?" "I have seventeen scrolls of notes -- already." The shieldmaiden shoved her glasses back up her nose, looking harried. __________________ Deserves death! I daresay he does... And some die that deserve life. Can you give it to them?