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Pony

A Frog In A Whirlwind-Spin

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"A frog!" Eony exclaimed merrily, pointing at a man atop the stairs who seemed to be carrying a frog on his shoulder. She ran at him and patted the frog's head with her little finger. The man told her that the frog was called Gamble. At this point Eony's triplet sister Jesabelle walked over them, apologizing for her sister's odd behaviour, even though the man didn't seem to be bothered by Eony's sudden approach. "Ye need to mind yer manners." Jesabelle scolded her sister.

A Tree In A Wind-Jig

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"Can we do a jig with me on yer shoulders?!" Eony exclaimed.  Magpie thought for a moment before nodding. He lifted her by the thighs and crouched down, raising her onto his shoulders, his face turning a bit red while he did so. Eony let out a happy exclamation while she rose.

Always Watchful

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Buying A Pony

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Jardic buys a pony, which Zara ends up paying for.

Journal entry 20, Buying A Pony

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Diary

Dear Mother and Father,

 

The last GDF I went to was just as fun as usual, and Jardic even asked me to dance, which I only did because it would be rude to refuse. Master Simbo was in charge since miss Lina had other business. So of course bagpipes were played!

Rosey Cheeked Barmaid of the Prancing Pony

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Artwork: Drawing

First day(s) on the job - mastering the art of filling a tankard.

(( Unable to do much with the coloring using a free-source photo editor so the color appears a bit flat! :3 ))

Source: 
Addiel

Seeking her Own Way (WIP)

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Story

((forgive me, pardon the rough edges - this is a work in progress))

 

A girl lays upon a field of bearded wheat – the long golden stalks swaying gently in a breeze laden with scents of smoked meats and cedar wood. Addiel cracked open an eye as her name was carried upon the wind along with the aromas of the bustling village below. Sitting upright, she stretches her arms up towards the sky releasing a groan of protest. Still in a daze, she looks up at her outstretched arms, peering through her splayed fingertips at the wisps of clouds above. 

A "little" gift

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*An elegantly decorated giftbox, tall as an average man's knees, is delivered to The Prancing Pony. Barliman leaves the giftbox beside the front door, visible to anyone who's spacially aware. The note reads as following.*

Dearest patrons and greatly-missed friends, 

Inside this box is an assortment of gifts that i've gathered specially for the patrons of The Pony. I would like to inform you that I am very safe, and enjoying myself quite frankly down here. Unfortunately, I cannot reveal my whereabouts for classified reasons. 

Brothers

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Brother and sister

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