Neliar - Friday, September 14, 2001, 4:36 PM
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Gar Hold CourtYard
You stand on the porch of Gar Hold. Just inside you can see the elegant, yet simple design of this burgeoning hold. Outside, you have a beautiful view of the hold valley. Large trees line the trail here, creating a nice canopy of shade for the weiry traveller. A couple of paths diverge from the hold to follow their own paths. Each path is set with red brick cobblestone. Flower Beds line the porch creating a nice feeling of returning home. Several rockers, a bench or two, and a swing can be found on the porch, for those who wish to come out and enjoy the beauty of nature.
It is a winter before dawn. Fog shrouds the land in misty darkness. The air is cool and still.
On the perch are Domini, Buster, and Celta.
You see a wagonmaster, Rocking Chair, Koa, and Gar Fruit Bobbing Trough here.


Neliar bobs his head into the trough. Carefully... neatly, with hardly a ripple, he lunges all of a sudden and manages to grab a juicy looking redfruit.

Liesana steps silently in from the Gar Hold Entry Hall.

Mirella walks in from the Gar Hold Entry Hall.

Neliar rubs at his wet face and pushes the mop of wet hair out of his eyes. "Morning." he greets the two women

Mirella grins, shifting the pipes in her hand, "Morning

Liesana grins as well, shifting her gitar to her other hand. "Morning to you... enjoying the fruit bob, I see?" She surveys the courtyard, and shrugs slightly. "Too early in the morning for a big crowd, but nothing to stop us from jamming... know any good sea chanties or drinking songs?"

Mirella quietly laughs, "None that bare repeating in polite company

Neliar grins and takes a bite out of the redfruit he just snagged. "Yeah, I'm always not at this hour anyway. Erm no I don't know any, sorry."

Liesana twinkles mischeviously. "But those are always the best sort..." she protests with a grin, before settling on a conveniant bench, and checking the tune of her gitar.

Liesana quietly plays on her instrument. A peaceful, blissful feeling surrounds you, for it is perfectly in tune!

Mirella grins mischeviously at Liesana, "Well, I'd say we could do what do you do with a drunken master..."

Neliar smiles in delight at the music, it's been ages since he heard good music. He takes another bite of his redfruit before noticing Sage. "Hiya pest." he calls over to her.

Sage skips in- well, not full-fledged skipping, but certainly a little bounce in there. Curls are fingered as she walks in, noticing they've gotten a tad longer. Good. Seeing Neliar, she bounds over and smiles brightly, "Hey." Only a roll of her eyes shows acknowledgement of the 'pest' bit, but she's in a good mood today. You can breathe again, everyone.

Iyanden teater totters along with a smile to all. "Hey guys."

Mirella waves as sher friend leaves, finding a fairly safe place to sit down and starts to lightly play her pipes, listening to the tones echo through the area

Neliar feeling his feet wanting to tap along to the rhythm of the music. His attention is diverted by Iyan wandering over. "Hello Iyan, long time no see." Sage gets another grin, he thought she'd bite but she must be in a good mood today.

Mirella quietly alters the tune to go in pass of the imaginary waves that stay with her even when she is landlocked. The tones fluctuate between high and low, and the pace is everflowing like the tide. She blinks an amused acknowledgement to Sage, but continues to play.

Neliar sits down and listens to the music, quite content to stay here for awhile.

Mirella brings the song to an end, and grins up at Neliar, extending her hand, "I'm Mirella, by the way

Neliar gets up and shakes the offered hand with a grin. "Well met, I'm Neliar." still grinning and eating his greenfruit, "Are you here for the fruit bobbing?"

Mirella blinks, "I'm honestly not sure why I got dropped up here. Bobbing?

Neliar smiles and points over to the trough. "That's how I got so wet." he doesn't spend a lot of the time wet apart from when people push him in lakes.

Mirella glances at the tub, then grins, "Ok..." She holds her hair back and leans down to try the bobbing.

Mirella bobs her head into the trough. Splash! Slosh! Frantically dunking, determined to get hold of at least something, she chases the fruit around and around but just can't seem to get hold of one.

Mirella bobs her head into the trough. Splash! Slosh! Frantically dunking, determined to get hold of at least something, she tries and tries in vain to catch the ellusive fruit.

Mirella bobs her head into the trough. Dipping in... and out... and in... so close now, almost there, she teases a yellowfruit to a corner and comes up smiling with it in her mouth.

Neliar laughs slightly at Mirella's attempts, he did not realise how funny people look chasing the fruit around. "Well done." he laughs.

Mirella laughs, pulling the yellowfruit out of her mouth, "I don't think I've ever done this before, but it might be amusing down at the hall at the next party

Neliar grins. "yeah, we never have parties at the Starcraft Hall." at least they haven't since he's been there. "they could do with providing towels though." save people dripping everywhere.

Mirella reaches into her knapsack, pulling out a towel and tossing it to him, "Well, that I can help with.

Neliar grabs the towel and gives his head a rough dry. "Thanks. Why do you carry a towel around, planning on going for a swim?"

Mirella quietly chuckles, "I'm a dolphineer, it's sort of standard equipment