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Arvedui III · 04-28-2003, 03:30 PM

Rangar raised an eyebrow at the elf. Once again her arrogance was coming out. She was well off enough to have money for all the company, and hinted at what she thought was their inability to trek. This annoyed him. He didn't have horse, nor had he ever thought of buying one. This would just be a walk, or so he planed. No, he wouldn't let the elf feel as though she owned his respect and gratitude. She would have to earn it. "To each his own." He said, "Keep your gold."

The elf's eyes narrowed, and she began to speak again, "You are unwise," "But that doesn't mean that I'm wrong." He countered. "I need no gold. However," He said, looking in the direction of those others who wanted to come, "You may make the same offer to anyone else." He didn't like this, this planning in full public scrutiny. Most has gone back to drinking, but a few men were still sniggering and jeering. Turthol was now, at least in his opinion, throughly drunk. "Come on." He muttered to his friend, and got up. "Leaving already?" Said Turthol, slowly rising from his chair. Rangar went outside, and headed, well, his feet were taking him to wherever that place was. As he walked, taking in the cool night air, he noted that all those who were to come with him followed.

[ April 28, 2003: Message edited by: Arvedui III ]

04-28-2003, 03:30 PM	#11
Arvedui III Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: In Rohan, with Carolina on my mind Posts: 629	Rangar raised an eyebrow at the elf. Once again her arrogance was coming out. She was well off enough to have money for all the company, and hinted at what she thought was their inability to trek. This annoyed him. He didn't have horse, nor had he ever thought of buying one. This would just be a walk, or so he planed. No, he wouldn't let the elf feel as though she owned his respect and gratitude. She would have to earn it. "To each his own." He said, "Keep your gold." The elf's eyes narrowed, and she began to speak again, "You are unwise," "But that doesn't mean that I'm wrong." He countered. "I need no gold. However," He said, looking in the direction of those others who wanted to come, "You may make the same offer to anyone else." He didn't like this, this planning in full public scrutiny. Most has gone back to drinking, but a few men were still sniggering and jeering. Turthol was now, at least in his opinion, throughly drunk. "Come on." He muttered to his friend, and got up. "Leaving already?" Said Turthol, slowly rising from his chair. Rangar went outside, and headed, well, his feet were taking him to wherever that place was. As he walked, taking in the cool night air, he noted that all those who were to come with him followed. [ April 28, 2003: Message edited by: Arvedui III ] __________________ I have no idea what you just said, but I'm inspired!