<font color=darkhkaki>His eyes divert to the window and he struggles to remember. "He is under cover, I am sure, but I must get him watered, I suppose I should do that for him at least." He grins and thinks of his massive ebon steed. "Perhaps a ride <i>in</i> the rain later on?" -- crossroads

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Subject: His eyes divert to the window and he struggles to remember. "He is under cover, I am sure, but I must get him watered, I suppose I should do that for him at least." He grins and thinks of his massive ebon steed. "Perhaps a ride in the rain later on?"

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Lord Bowdyn
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Date Posted: 16:22:48 05/19/01 Sat
In reply to: Mabellina 's message, "She gives a gentle smile, debating the choice. "Since we are here now, perhaps we should start here in the Tor. As you know, these are the barracks." She gives a sly smile, guesturing out the door. "Out the back and down a short path are the stables. Have you gotten your horse boarded there? If it is still outside I believe we must hurry, or your gear will be soaked." She thumbed towards an open window, the rain already coming down steadily." on 16:18:42 05/19/01 Sat

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((hehe...pink...))She grins at the prospect, thinking too of her own large friesian. "Why not? I am no silly courtier...Beg pardon of course." She downcasts her eyes, grabbing her cloak. "Let us get him, then." ((Post at the Tor or the Stables?)) (NT) Mabellina 16:25:52 05/19/01 Sat