Date Posted:13:31:14 04/15/01 Sun Author: Noel Subject: ----> In reply to:
Jaradae
's message, "Re: ---->" on 13:26:14 04/15/01 Sun
With a groan he sits up and walks over to the window, hands linked behind his back, slow deliberate steps. Pulling back the sheer curtains he is able to see far across his manor, and alas the outlaying lands, and at the farthest point of view the grand castle of Hogwen. A few puffs of smoke hover above the Nithgrove river, no doubt a gathering was initiated. Looking to Jaradae curiously he wanders over and grabs her hand tugging her over to the window to look. "Theres something going on at Nithgrove. Want to go?" He would rather stay, but knows what he wants to stay for will never happen he grins at her skirts but then wonders if he should tell her about the spares that had been left previously. The women he had previously been with had often left their garments bedside, knowing this wasn't something to brag about, well to a woman, he leaves it to her, if she asks about clothing perhaps he will mention it.
