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[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

Out in the stables, Sparhawk is leading Faran in to care for him and put him away for the morning after a good morning ride. He is dressed, as usual, in his chain mail and cloak, sword at his side and the small pouch of Bhelliom inside his shirt. It has been a good few weeks, but he is feeling very cabin fever-ish as he has been here much longer than he was ready to be.

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[mollyprewett.livejournal.com]

"Do you know who runs the stables, then?" she asks. "They would know, don't you think?"


((ooc: slowtime or wrap, please!))

[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

"A Caspaijn would know, you could leave a note at the bar, if you want?"

He steps out of the stall and nods to her.

(ooc: slowtime is fine...)

[mollyprewett.livejournal.com]

"Caspian?" she grins widely. "I know him, so that should make it easier. I haven't seen him in ages, and he's probably just been out here the whole time. I clearly need to get out more."


((ooc: thanks!))