| Subject: An Irish Welcome... |
Author:
Morrigan Rosen
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Date Posted: 11/29/04 10:15am
::A gust of cold wind blows through the quiet tavern, as the Irish warrior steps over the threshold, dragging the body of a silverbacked werewolf beside her. A single arrow, lays logdged within the lycan's neck::
::Emerald eyes search the tavern, but find no one. Letting a deep and disgruntled sigh escape, she drags the lycan towards the basement. Unlocking the key, she lets the door swing open, and disappears down into the darkness below, not bothering to close the door behind her::
::A small scuffle ensues, as chains rattle, and growls emit from that opened door, though it would be hard pressed to differenciate who's growls exactly. And after several moments, and several Gaelic slurs, Morrigan steps up through the door, and slams it shut, locking it behind her::
::Wiping her hands on her breeches, she wrinkles her nose in disgust, as those a hundred corpses lay rotting at her feet. Then making her way to the stairs, she bounds up them, two at a time, towards the bathrooms upstairs, and a nice hot shower, while muttering under her breath...::
"Damn stinkin mutts.........."
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