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Eidolon of a Took
Join Date: Sep 2002
Location: my own private fantasy world
Posts: 3,460
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A short figure clad in a plain brown homespun dress and hooded cloak walked slowly into the room. From under the hood two eyes swept the room, a glint of suspicion glinting suspiciously.
The eyes lighted upon Gil, and the nose under the eyes (and consequently, under the hood) sniffed disdainfully. “Gluttonous,” said a high-pitched, female voice. A hand reached up and swept back the hood, and finally the figure became somewhat less disembodied. A young, stern, and unnaturally thin Hobbit face stared out at the other inhabitants of the bar. She had her brunette curls pulled tightly back in a severe little bun on the top of her head. “Boozer,” she said, fixing her disdainful gaze on Lommy. Then she met Jenny's bold glance and surmised, "Greedy." Thus making a rather monosyllabic entrance, Diamond Took from Long Cleeve sat herself in a corner and continued to gaze balefully around the room, thinking this group looked like a very wanton bunch, indeed. “I suspect you all,” she declared, shocking her audience with a complete sentence. She then requested a cup of water and a piece of dry toast from Wilwa, before munching in contemplative silence.
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All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression. |
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