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Date: Wed, 25 May 1994 08:59:37 EDT
From: JILL <34EP2A2@CMUVM.CSV.CMICH.EDU>
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Subject: Arienne's Day Off
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It had been many months since she had set eyes on the inn, Arienne had been off
visiting old family friends who had had a litter of were-tigers and needed some
help with the kittens while they set themselves up.  Killian was starting up an
inn himself in Lusaria, and needed Jenever to wait tables and play bouncer, so
Arienne had played nanny.

At once she spotted an empty table, as there are always empty tables, and sat
down.  It never took long to find company at places like this, and the Dragon's
Inn in particular was ripe with men looking for companions--adventuring or
otherwise.  She fondly remembered Lancos, and hoped she wouldn't run into him
just yet.  She wasn't much for guilt, but his presence could make things
awkward.

She was attired in her usual leather hip boots and parrot arm band with gold
thread binding her thick black and gold streaked hair.  Her crisp white tunic
was heavily encrusted with her trademark emeralds, and a black velvet choker
hung from her neck.

She ordered a carafe of ruby wine, grapes and cheese and settled down to wait.
She knew it would only be a matter of time before someone interesting would
come her way.