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Post by Richard Cabal on Nov 16, 2009 4:22:11 GMT
Richard winked at the laughing patrons and licked his upper lip suggestively before hurling Grace outside. She was a noisy thing, letting out a stream of complaints and squeals. When they were outside Richard let her go and took a moment to check what damage had been done to his clothes. Luckily, it was just the ale that stained his clothes.
"Lets get back to the inn lass. Get some food into yer before yer head starts complaining." Since it was dark he allowed himself to walk beside Grace with his palm resting on the hilt of the sword.
Fin
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