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Date: March 22, 2003
Status: Private (Phanuel) [Complete]
Setting: Lower Tadfield Manor
Summary: Itchy feet, preparations.
It was a nice enough place, of course, but it was a small town. Rather more importantly, though, he hadn’t really been doing much and he was starting to get itchy feet. Not because this wasn’t pleasant- but if he didn’t have something to do, he travelled.
He left Waugh’s bow behind the desk with a note stating who it belonged to (though he doubted that it was really needed) and a note on the desk addressed to Gabriel, stating that while it was pleasant to have met again, he was on his way again, and perhaps they could manage another meeting sometime soon.
That done, he headed to the train station, whistling something bright and cheerful- possibly Clip Go the Shears. He liked it, though a few bits dropped from memory briefly now and again, and he'd had sheep on the mind. Wouldn't hurt, he figured.
Status: Private (Phanuel) [Complete]
Setting: Lower Tadfield Manor
Summary: Itchy feet, preparations.
It was a nice enough place, of course, but it was a small town. Rather more importantly, though, he hadn’t really been doing much and he was starting to get itchy feet. Not because this wasn’t pleasant- but if he didn’t have something to do, he travelled.
He left Waugh’s bow behind the desk with a note stating who it belonged to (though he doubted that it was really needed) and a note on the desk addressed to Gabriel, stating that while it was pleasant to have met again, he was on his way again, and perhaps they could manage another meeting sometime soon.
That done, he headed to the train station, whistling something bright and cheerful- possibly Clip Go the Shears. He liked it, though a few bits dropped from memory briefly now and again, and he'd had sheep on the mind. Wouldn't hurt, he figured.