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Gwynedd Tavern Owner says,

Such motions confirms my thoughts, but such beauty warms my heart.

*catches a glimpse of the maiden*

Such sunshine radiant from thy face is like the smell of fresh roses in bloom. Already the air within this grey place is becoming warm and causes me to thirst for just a glance of thee.

*snaps fingers at one of the barmaids*

Send this here ale to the maiden with sunshine hair, give her back the gold piece and say that it is on me.

*barmaid does as ordered as I move about doing things*

I wonder if I be looking alright. Did I pick meh teeth extra careful like this morning? Ah, what am I on about.

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Gwynedd Tavern Owner says,

I be feelin' a joy in my heart or is that a frog? Anyway, this here silver plater will serve well as a mirror.

*lick my fingers with my tongue ensuring that I get the goo on real good like*

Ah, nothing like natural grease to path meh hair into steady streams of natural flowing luster of handsomeness sure to put a twinkle in any smart lady's eye..

*puts hands and saliva through hair like a comb*

Just right, ye be looking' like a shiny gold piece fresh from the Greystalk mint.

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A well intentioned visior says...

::She relaxes in her chair and speaks to the serving wench who slides a mug onto the table, but remains scowling at the greasy little man behind the bar, who seems inordinately pleased with himself::

Lass, ye'll take my coin and not argue. I'll not take a gift from yer master, who is a stranger to me, and not one I wish to be holden to.

::As she sees the man actually preening before a mirror, Sabina rolls her eyes and shakes her head and takes a long pull from the not-quite-cold mug of ale:::

Ahhh. It tastes a bit more like river water than ale, but it'll do against the dust in my throat.

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Gwynedd Tavern Owner says,

*The barmaid shows the coin to me, shrugs and then carries on her duties*

Well, it be not the first time that a maiden missed good fortune, but alas, all has not failed, the day is still young.

*I make my way over to Sabina's table in an attitude of checking to see if all the customers are being catered*

Good morn to thee my fair one, are all thy needs met?

*I show Sabrina the better side of my face while trying not to show too much teeth*

Is thy drink of good taste?

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A well intentioned visior says...

:::Very wary of his every move, Sabina enters that physical state of battle-readiness, which to the casual observer appears as merely relaxed and alert. Doubting any good intentions, she nods a greeting:::

"Your" fair anything I am not, barkeep. The only need I have is a cool mug of ale, and that be met fairly -- though a bit more water than ale, I expect, sirrah. Good day to ye.

:::She positions herself to seemingly ignore him, while keeping every nerve at the ready to move if need be:::

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Gwynedd Tavern Owner says,

* Not willing to encounter a state of savage battling so early in the day leads me over to the ancient tavern art of wiping tables and cleaning mugs.

I wonder... is there such a thing as charm?

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A well intentioned visior says...

:::Finishing her mug in a few large draughts, Sabina rises with a groan, as her sore muscles protest:::

Nodding a 'good day' to the barkeep, she saunters stiffly out the door.

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Gwynedd Tavern Owner says,

* Looking over the tavern as time passes I see the maiden depart and though I feel no lost I wonder of what could have been.

Ya, I be bringin' it now

* Answering a gruff Villager that has just ordered an Ale with manners fit for a hog

Here ye be sir

* I wiggle my whiskers