A Love Like No Other.
Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 7:08 am
(Previously in this story:-)
Lordblackhawk (Lbh) was sitting in the tavern, trying to get drunk.
He had just had his engagement broken with his fiancee a few days before and was disturbed by dream.
He felt a breeze from the door as someone entered. Not bothering to turn round to see who it was he continued to drink his ale.
As the person walked by he glanced up, looked back at his tankard, stopped and look more carefully at the woman.
In his dream, he `felt` rather than `saw` a woman. She was surrounded by a 'Green' aura. His family mentor did say that was the woman he was destined to wed.
And here! In this very tavern was such a woman!
Leaning over to one of his fellow drinkers he whispered, "Do you happen to know the name of that lady who just came in?"
"Aye! was the reply, "Why do ye want to know? Fancy your chances do ye?"
"Tell me!" Lbh growls, "Tell me her name."
"Okay, okay. No need to take offense. Sure I was only jesting."
"I think , only think mind you. It is Emerald something-or-other."
'Emerald'! That was the color he had seen in his dream.
Looking down at himself he sees that he is in no fit state to approach her. He requests a towel from the barmaid.
Going outside to the water barrel he breaks the ice on it, strips to the waist and cleans himself all over.
Shivering in the cold air he quickly rubs himself dry with the towel.
Retrieving fresh clothes from his pack, he dresses.
Running his fingers through his hair he looks at his reflection in a window.
'Not the best but I hope it is good enough.' he thinks.
Returning to the tavern he looks around.
No sight of the lady!
Frantically his head turns from side to side as he peers into the dark corners of the tavern.
Looking to his right, just behind him he sees a `green` glow.
Screwing up his eyes he peers into the corner. It is her!
Relief floods him.
Plucking up his courage he approaches her.
Bowing he speaks, "My Lady, this may seem like a curious question but tell me. What is your color?"
The lady looks at quizzically.
"An odd question indeed Sir." she stammers. "However, since you asked it, I will answer."
"Like my name, which was bestowed on me by an old lady, my color is green."
"Now, be so good to tell me, why you would asked such a question."
Lbh asks permission to sit, upon it being granted, sits and tells her about his dream.
{OOC - permission has been given by the player of 'Emerald/Ladyblackhawk' to Godmode her for this part.}
Lordblackhawk (Lbh) was sitting in the tavern, trying to get drunk.
He had just had his engagement broken with his fiancee a few days before and was disturbed by dream.
He felt a breeze from the door as someone entered. Not bothering to turn round to see who it was he continued to drink his ale.
As the person walked by he glanced up, looked back at his tankard, stopped and look more carefully at the woman.
In his dream, he `felt` rather than `saw` a woman. She was surrounded by a 'Green' aura. His family mentor did say that was the woman he was destined to wed.
And here! In this very tavern was such a woman!
Leaning over to one of his fellow drinkers he whispered, "Do you happen to know the name of that lady who just came in?"
"Aye! was the reply, "Why do ye want to know? Fancy your chances do ye?"
"Tell me!" Lbh growls, "Tell me her name."
"Okay, okay. No need to take offense. Sure I was only jesting."
"I think , only think mind you. It is Emerald something-or-other."
'Emerald'! That was the color he had seen in his dream.
Looking down at himself he sees that he is in no fit state to approach her. He requests a towel from the barmaid.
Going outside to the water barrel he breaks the ice on it, strips to the waist and cleans himself all over.
Shivering in the cold air he quickly rubs himself dry with the towel.
Retrieving fresh clothes from his pack, he dresses.
Running his fingers through his hair he looks at his reflection in a window.
'Not the best but I hope it is good enough.' he thinks.
Returning to the tavern he looks around.
No sight of the lady!
Frantically his head turns from side to side as he peers into the dark corners of the tavern.
Looking to his right, just behind him he sees a `green` glow.
Screwing up his eyes he peers into the corner. It is her!
Relief floods him.
Plucking up his courage he approaches her.
Bowing he speaks, "My Lady, this may seem like a curious question but tell me. What is your color?"
The lady looks at quizzically.
"An odd question indeed Sir." she stammers. "However, since you asked it, I will answer."
"Like my name, which was bestowed on me by an old lady, my color is green."
"Now, be so good to tell me, why you would asked such a question."
Lbh asks permission to sit, upon it being granted, sits and tells her about his dream.
{OOC - permission has been given by the player of 'Emerald/Ladyblackhawk' to Godmode her for this part.}