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Post by Ramses II on Mar 15, 2011 20:49:14 GMT -5
"I think the place is big enough and we can afford it, but it would have to be someone we trusted." He went in to the kitchen and put the plates in a sink type thing.
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Post by Amala on Mar 15, 2011 21:05:32 GMT -5
Amala looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Who, though? It'd be risky to pick an elf...but most humans don't really know about this place..."
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Post by Ramses II on Mar 15, 2011 21:19:41 GMT -5
"What about that friend of yours, maybe she knows someone?"
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Post by Amala on Mar 15, 2011 21:24:42 GMT -5
"Could be! I'll ask her later about it. She knows things, too."
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Post by Ramses II on Mar 15, 2011 21:27:34 GMT -5
"She works at the castle yes?"
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Post by Amala on Mar 15, 2011 21:47:03 GMT -5
Mention of the castle put a gleam in Amala's eye.
"...yes. I could always find an excuse to visit there and drop her a line."
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Post by Ramses II on Mar 15, 2011 22:58:55 GMT -5
"I imagine you've got work to do then" he kept his back turned, but he was sure she could sense his smile.
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Post by Amala on Mar 15, 2011 23:21:12 GMT -5
"I'll just leave the sketchbook on the coffee table, then." She said, hurrying to do just that. "I'll come back when I have something to tell you." She rushed upstairs to grab her cloak, then right back down again. "And don't worry, I'll be careful. I know my sneaking skills." Donning the cloak, she headed outside .
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