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Apr. 20th, 2011 11:35 am Ladies and Gents, Bots and Trolls,
Welcome to the Keep and all that other crap I'm meant to say.
[He makes an amused, growling sound.]
You can call me Dos. I'm one of the staff here and I man the stables. The doors are open down here so come say hi and stuff.
[In the background, a horse whinnies, the sound followed closely by the cry of a chocobo.]
We got horses to ride, most of them broken in but I'll be working with a few of the more bastard ones. We get a lot of mounts and vehicles down here, so check back from time to time. Things change and all that.
[There's a small pause while Dos pets one of his beasties affectionately.]
The hell else do I say? Come see for yourself. Just keep an eye out for that handsome man with the tattoos. He's so damn awesome you won't know what to do.
[Any who come to the Stables will find themselves in a large wooden room with stalls lining the walls. There are three, rather well behaved mares and no less than five chocobos of various colours. In the far corner is a rather grumpy looking moose and a brown cow stands by the entrance, chewing her cud and staring at any who pass. A little tag around her neck reads 'Bessie'. Hay is scattered about the dusty floor and Dos is hard at work. It's quite a large building with a lot of open space. Tracks left from vehicles of some kind mark the floor, but there is no trace of the thing that made them.
Welcome to the Keep and all that other crap I'm meant to say.
[He makes an amused, growling sound.]
You can call me Dos. I'm one of the staff here and I man the stables. The doors are open down here so come say hi and stuff.
[In the background, a horse whinnies, the sound followed closely by the cry of a chocobo.]
We got horses to ride, most of them broken in but I'll be working with a few of the more bastard ones. We get a lot of mounts and vehicles down here, so check back from time to time. Things change and all that.
[There's a small pause while Dos pets one of his beasties affectionately.]
The hell else do I say? Come see for yourself. Just keep an eye out for that handsome man with the tattoos. He's so damn awesome you won't know what to do.
[Any who come to the Stables will find themselves in a large wooden room with stalls lining the walls. There are three, rather well behaved mares and no less than five chocobos of various colours. In the far corner is a rather grumpy looking moose and a brown cow stands by the entrance, chewing her cud and staring at any who pass. A little tag around her neck reads 'Bessie'. Hay is scattered about the dusty floor and Dos is hard at work. It's quite a large building with a lot of open space. Tracks left from vehicles of some kind mark the floor, but there is no trace of the thing that made them.
Approach?]
