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Aibne McGregor
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PostPosted: Sat May 18, 2013 1:01 am Post subject: When upon ye', two lovely lasses swoop.... Reply with quote

He sits in the Salty Dog on your typical sea side night.... The fog rolled in just after dusk and he's taken refuge at a table by himself. Just he, his flask and his thoughts....

"What t' do with m' life now?" was a repetitive thought. He had lost all that he considered family recently... Discovered by a stranger and nursed to health after an accident that should have taken his life. He had lost his father in it, and his mother to the mental anguish of his passing.

The career of his father was that of a laborer, a miner in particular. Twas not one of fame nor fortune. But it was theirs....

By family tradition, it was his heritage to continue on by his father's side. As much as he had lusted for something more, he had never anticipated the moment by his father, where with his dying breath he spoke... "Aibne, this life, it's not for ye', pursue the dreams o' the wanderer and find ye' fancy elsewhere.........".

He hunched over his drink of choice, a tattered leather bound flask, filled with his own home made scotch and stared blankly at the table.

This went on well into the night, until a pair of women barged into the Tavern, full of life and exuberance. He had never seen anything of this sort!

He continued to watch as they moved throughout the tavern as if it were their own, moving from person to person addressing the staff.

They eventually reached his table, and much to his discomfort, approached him in the same manner as the others....

They, without hesitation, spoke....
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PostPosted: Sat May 18, 2013 1:19 am Post subject: Reply with quote

Now, Aibne's a laborer's son and not familiar with much more than his teenage, sort lived spat with the neighbor girl long ago. The sight of the green headed leader and her dark haired friend set Aibne aback.

The first to speak was the dark haired lass.... "Well hello handsome!" she stated and immediately the green haired woman states "What brings you here tonight?" just as enthusiastically.

Aibne is momentarily struck, it was blatantly obvious that they would eventually reach him, but his lack of social grace left him stammering...

"Well, eh.... I sought.... * pauses * refuge for the 'eve lasses...." His words trail off as he tinkers with his flask...

Little did Aibne realize, between the dark haired lass and this chance meeting, he might have already found his fancy for the future.....
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