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Post by Mistviper on Mar 19, 2018 14:53:06 GMT -5
While visiting the quaint village of Shallybrook a few days past, his eyes were drawn to a decorated signpost which denoted a sugarsmith, where from came the arousing aroma of freshly baked bread and various other treats. Munir was intrigued and soon he found himself wandering into the cosy establishment, greeted by a friendly smile.
A few moments later, he was seated at the wooden table near the entrance with a mug of hot cocoa, some raisin bread, and a bag filled with some wrapped meat pies for later consuming. "With my appetite sated so fondly, it will be much simpler to attend my studies with greater ease", he thought to himself and cracked an amused smile, before he dove into a large tome spread open before him.
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Post by grivel on Mar 19, 2018 16:10:17 GMT -5
A voice comes from the back room.
"Merri, oi tole ye ta be checkin dem meat pies fer beard 'air"
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Post by malclave on Mar 19, 2018 17:19:25 GMT -5
((semi-ooc:
beard hair? so THAT'S the secret ingredient!))
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