After hanging up his wet cloak, getting a tankard of mulled wine from Hamm and taking a seat at the Dreamer's table, the jester smiles and replies: "The year goes well, Milady. I have been traveling and visiting, adding more civilized places to my 'protected' list. I missed my friends here. Is life good for you, my friend?"
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"If you want to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first create the universe." Carl Sagan
She smiles at her friend as he begins to relax. "I'm glad you've had good travels. It's always enjoyable visiting new places, and adding those experiences to our lives, and even better if it includes good times with friends we haven't seen for a while!" She sips her drink, then adds "This new year has been a very busy one so far, but also full of fun. However, I'm afraid I must also be absent for a little while soon, and will miss you all very much. That's why I've come tonight. I'm very glad you've come back now! Perhaps, if you won't mind my forwardness, we could enjoy a dance together?"
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'Hope guides me. It is what gets me through the day, and especially the night.' -- A Knight's Tale "I talk to you as I talk to my own soul...and, Sassenach,” he whispered, “your face is my heart.” -- Jamie Fraser, "Dragonfly In Amber" by Diana Gabaldon @Dremnghrt on Twitter, Dreamnghrt on tumblr - come say Hi!
The jester stands up and extends his hand to the lady. Music for dancing, please! Milady, if you will honor me and forgive my poor dancing skills? It has been long since I have gotten to dance with such a charming partner.
Aragorn stirs as if suddenly waking from a far away dream and puffs thoughtfull on his pipe as he watchs the two dancing beautifully. Sadness stirs in his heart with thoughts of a love lost. He motions for another dram. He offers a salutation to them, Good evening to you both. Tis a bad night for travelling with the rain falling like it is.
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What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us. --Ralph Waldo Emerson
Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds you plant. --Robert Louis Stevenson
As the jester leads his partner back from the dance floor, he smiles at Aragorn and replies: Good day to you too, my friend. It is indeed an ugly day without. It just serves to make the friendly company and good cheer within more inviting.
Aragorn looks around the room and *sighs* deeply enjoying the peace and talk. Kind jester, how is it that you dance so well? May it be from entertaining kings and queens in days gone past? Dancing is something I have no time to take part of, too much is required of my services to allow for such enjoyment.
The jester smiles and replies: "I have much time to practice kind sir. I had to deal with certain challanges early that made me have to relearn dancing, walking and even standing up!"
I almost fall off my chair laughing so hard....haha. Oh Jester you are quite funny. Many times I had wished I wasn't handed this life so that I might taste lifes sweet necture. Here! Here, strum up the band and have a dance for me. Another dram bartender!
The jester bows: "Thank you, good friend, for your kind words. I just wish more of our friends would join us. Alas, the miserable winter weather keeps most folk close to home."
Nodding an appreciation for the weather a notion pops into my head, why not dear Jester since we have a bit of time to kill teach me a few steps that I might pass the time here in grand fashion in the arms of a bonny lass? Aragorn said with a twinkle in his eye.
Monarch's Own enters the pub after making sure her companion is taken care of with hay and oats.
She takes a seat at the table and waits for the bartender to bring a glass of wine.
Monarch's Own observes the people in the pub and waits for the things to come and starts daydreaming again - like most of the time when she is relaxing.
Aragorn watchs the new arrival to the pub as she walks to a table. Interesting, seems like the pub is starting to come alive he mutters to himself as he nodds to Monarch's Own and offers a warm hello.