Kutur grabbed the keys from the innkeeper, thanking him in eastern common. At least he hoped it was "thank you". It could also have been "I like toast". He then turned his head to face Arjun. "One of us should go up to the room, the other is going to stay here and haggle price. Be forewarned, these people are extremely aggressive about getting your money."
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"Have you heard of him? I haven't," Jacquelyn whispered to Noreene. She then turned to her uncle. "Who is he?" she asked.
They say it's what you make
I say it's up to fate
It's woven in my soul
I need to let you go
Next time, we sing a lame bar song again.
I say it's up to fate
It's woven in my soul
I need to let you go
Next time, we sing a lame bar song again.
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10 yrs ago
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*pops champagne cork* *lets out balloons* *eats cake* *blows on whistle* Just 5 days ago, Ashens had it's 10 year anniversary!
. . . No? No one excited?
. . . alright.
. . . No? No one excited?
. . . alright.
Jacquelyn set one of the pails down under the pump. Then, she pressed down on the pump on top. Water gushed down from the pipe into the small wooden pail beneath. "So have you ever been to the north east? I heard from travelers that there were tigers there as big as houses with teeth the length of knight's swords! Did you see any of them?" she asked between presses.
"Alright!" answered Jacquelyn eagerly. She was getting a little bored of not doing anything.
"Well, I suppose I could try carving or textile work," mused Jacquelyn, while in her head thinking "Well, technically, in some areas there's no law per se, so everything is legal."
"If it's money the family needs, I know a few methods of getting my hands on some," Jacquelyn said, grinning wryly. "It can't really be explained, I just have to show you. You'll see at our next stop."
"It was alright. As long as there's not much foot movement, I can dance just fine," sighed Jacquelyn. She had seen the dance spectacle back in town. Caroline had leapt this way and that, gracefully arcing through the air. Had she done it, she would have wrecked the entire square. Best not get too disappointed about it.
"Yeah, ok," muttered Jacquelyn, not completely sure with what was going on. "So what's my job? Cake or music?"
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