From: Jeff Huo <jeff@spundreams.net.nospam>
Subject: Re: IC: Wolves Glen Pub
Date: 17 Nov 2000 00:00:00 GMT
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In article <3a152a21.981508@news.demon.co.uk>, 
justine@area88.demon.co.uk says...
> On Wed, 15 Nov 2000 22:05:43 -0600, Jeff Huo
> <jeff@spundreams.net.nospam> wrote:
> 
> >-especially- by anyone who had been alive the whole time from 
> >when the Sidhe turned tail and fled to when they returned...like, 
> >say Turnberry and Christina. -Especially- Christina. ;-) 
> >
> >How -did- things go in the UK during the Resurgence? ]
> 
> (OoC: Have to bring someone in who doesn't automatically have a bad
> attitude towards Leigh and ask won't you?)
> 

[OOC: <evil grin>  Why don't we do just that? Huzzah for 
Thanksgiving Break, and for professors who decide that, since 
they don't want to grade anything over the Break, decide pretty 
much not to assign anything before it! Let's have some 
fun... ;-) ]

The Pub door opens, and a wave of Glamour flows on in with the 
Lady who comes on in with it. Glancing around inside, she is 
immediately started by the happenings --the massive, inpenetrable 
fog of smoke and muffled cursing that fills over half the Pub, 
the broken glass strewn liberally about, the broken furniture, 
the fight breaking out around the armored figure of Gideon. 
Startled, but not overly alarmed; she carefully picks her way 
around the debris and makes her way up to the bar well away from 
the chaos, casting a wary eye at the happenings in the fog. 

Her every motion speaks of grace and poise; there is a hint of 
laughter in her eyes. Her dress is simple, but beautiful in an 
elegant way, all dark green silks and velvets, with accents of 
lace, finished with brown leather boots meant for long journeys, 
yet elegant in their own way. Her face is partially concealed by 
a broad-brimmed black hat, from which a tuft of feathers bursts 
gaily --like a Musketeer's hat. She wears a dark-grey cape, 
secured with a golden brooch, a Harp and Rose in a wreath of 
golden thorns, and her equally golden hair spills down past her 
pointed ears in bountiful waves.  A long sword is buckled to her 
waist; a golden flute tucked into the belt, and a smile plays on 
her lips. There is an aura of breathtaking beauty...of regal 
elegance...the glory that identifies her as one of the Shining 
Host--the Sidhe, the fairest of the Fair folk. 

Seeing Leigh at the bar (a Leigh that isn't busy), she walks up 
to an empty seat between him and Dusky, stops, tips her hat in 
respect to the fellow Sidhe there. "Pray tell, good Sir, is this 
seat taken?" she asks, gently.

She smiles, as she offers a silk-gloved hand to Leigh. "Lady 
Mirabelle Llydewyen Sonachi ap Leanhaun," she introduces herself. 
"And you are?"

-Lady Mirabelle
 Unseelie Sidhe Lady of the House Leanhuan


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