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milliways_bar2014-02-08 04:20 pm
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Outside, afternoon
Tristan had come to his senses in a kitchen, with a pretty woman.
Nothing wrong with that, but he was missing a few things, like most of his beard and his hair, his weapons, his horse and his hawk.
The bar had given him his clothes, his armour, and his weapons, swords, bow and arrows; he had found a horse in the stables, a nice and feisty dappled one; his hair and beard would grow.
His hawk is still missing.
Nevertheless, Tristan is out and about; the landscape is quite similar to that north of the wall. He has his bow strung and an arrow ready, looking for some dinner.
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Nothing wrong with that, but he was missing a few things, like most of his beard and his hair, his weapons, his horse and his hawk.
The bar had given him his clothes, his armour, and his weapons, swords, bow and arrows; he had found a horse in the stables, a nice and feisty dappled one; his hair and beard would grow.
His hawk is still missing.
Nevertheless, Tristan is out and about; the landscape is quite similar to that north of the wall. He has his bow strung and an arrow ready, looking for some dinner.
[[OOC: Recycled post is recycled.]]