[The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub
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				Title: <strong>[The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 06:29:48</strong>
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				Alyth was waiting for the doors to open on this Wednesday afternoon, hoping to get enough in monies and goodies to keep this place afloat a few more weeks. Her staff of young or so it seemed able bodied men and women were busy cleaning and cooking, making the pub spot on ready for their first patron of the day. Alyth would roam the pub, checking on the readiness of everything before calling a staff meeting.<br><br>"Is everyone ready for tonight?"<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 06:55:47</strong>
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				<strong>"All's aright at the hearth,"</strong> James said with a twinkle in his eye <strong>"but ye knew that already, of course. After all, ye did most of it, despite me tellin' ye I could take care of it today."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 07:08:50</strong>
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				Alyth smiled, "Aye, for the eyes of many catch the needle in the hay," and stuck her tongue out at James. Her eyes were warm in the cozy atmosphere of the Pub's dark hunter's colors.
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 11:31:34</strong>
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				Chris walked quickly through the pub toward the sound of Alyth's voice from behind the spotless bar, giving the area a quick once over as he went through.&nbsp; It had taken no time to ready the bar, there was always relatively little to clean up from the night before and no drunken patrons to wake up with a pointed stick.<br><br>He knocked on the door frame as he walked into the room, giving a quick nod to James before turning to Alyth.&nbsp; "Hey boss, the bar area is all ready to go." <br>Chris smiled, feeling a little self conscious as usual.&nbsp; They both had their 'Ye Olde' accents and here he was with his loud Australian accent.&nbsp; Chris silently prayed he wasnt going red in the cheeks.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 14:14:07</strong>
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				Alyth smiled as Chris called his spot into its ready state, watching the slight bit of blood color his cheeks. "That will do nicely, Chris." She would have to send out some shortbread to help him through the night. Her shortbread could relax a hen in a fox hole, it should help Chris with his beautiful shy blushing. Though as she moved towards the bar to wait on her waitresses, she thought maybe she should leave him be, that blush was something to attract attention in the females around here and he wasn't one to deny the ladies.<br><br>She slipped onto a bar stool, winking to Chris as she turned to James, "James, do you have any ideas for new menu items? Or a special we can run to liven the place up? You too, Chris." She knew if you got someone talking about something they loved, all issues of shyness usually resolved themselves.
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				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 16:35:42</strong>
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				James smirked playfully at his boss. <strong>"Of course I have ideas- you often say 'Too many,'"</strong> He said, dropping his playfully mimicked accent as he always does when he's serious. <strong>"I'd like to test the Avocado salad I told you about the other day if we can get some nice local ones. I'm sure Chris can come up with something for us as well, eh?"</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 22:16:31</strong>
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				"Avocado? Hmmm, I think we can mix something up for the lunch crowd and see how they take to the flavor, James. We can work on that in the kitchen, I have some ideas for herbs to add." Alyth smiled and looked around the room, her hazel eyes curious. "Where have our wait staff gone off to? We should start taking orders soon. I guess I can take orders if needed until they show."
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				Post by: <strong>miss Hysteria</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 23:53:03</strong>
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				Heather was sitting outside, enjoying the rare English sunshine from the branches of gnarled tree out back.&nbsp; It was truly lovely weather, the kind one could get lost in forever.&nbsp; And, perhaps she would have, had a sharp snag of conscience not dragged her day-dreamy mind back to present.<br>“Oh, dear,” she said to absolutely no one, “I must have lost track of the time!”&nbsp; With a musical chuckle she dislodged herself from the tree and landed, skirts akimbo, in a heap.&nbsp; Climbing to her feet and giving herself a quick brush down, she skittered around to the door and stumbled, with breathless grace, into the pub.<br>“Hello!” she called, “Miss me?”
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				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 23:58:09</strong>
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				<strong>"Did I hear another angel fall from the heavens?"</strong> James asked with a sly grin <strong>"Or did the tree win, yet again?"</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 00:00:05</strong>
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				Chris pulled a bottle of orange juice from the small fridge behind him and poured himself a glass - it was way too early in the morning to help himself to the alcohol behind the bar. &nbsp;<br>He shrugged at James' question before saying "I dont really know, I was never much of a cook myself. &nbsp;Word of mouth is stating to spread about the quality of the food here so I dont think we need to worry about gimmicks or specials. &nbsp;Just do whatever youre doing now and it will pay off."<br>At Alyth's question he nodded while taking a long sip "Yeah, theyre running a bit late today."&nbsp; As if on cue Heather walked in the door, looking slightly dishevelled but stunning as always.&nbsp; <br>"Hey there!&nbsp; We were just about to call the police and organise a search for you!" 
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				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 00:05:56</strong>
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				James smiled at Chris' comment. <strong>"You don't have to be a cook to know what you like. I was thinking we needed some appetizers or snacks that you might have eaten in your travels. The boss here is obsessed with traditional,"</strong> He said with a sly wink to her <strong>"but I think we need a bit of diversity. I'm looking at a supremely decedent chocolate dessert to add to our menu from France- and they know all about their sins..."</strong> he said with a grin.
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				Post by: <strong>miss Hysteria</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 00:12:01</strong>
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				Blushing lightly at the complements of the male staff, Heather went to take a seat at the bar, favoring the 'tender with a smile.&nbsp; She let the conversation wash over her, garabbing onto a few choice words.&nbsp; Like 'chocolate' and 'dessert'.<br><br>"Oh dear, what are you up to James?&nbsp; You know I can't resist a chocolate!" she said with a grin.
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 00:18:16</strong>
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				Chris noticed the wink James gave and had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop himself laughing. &nbsp;Somewhere in the back of his mind he had always suspected there was something between those two, a private joke that no-one else had even begun to comprehend. &nbsp;<br>"Supremely decadent chocolate? &nbsp;Like the kind that women would hit each other to try to get to?" He smiled at the mental image before saying "I know one thing, if you made something like that there would be at least two women here that would probably love you forever.&nbsp; Isnt that right gorgeous?" He looked over to Heather, giving her a very friendly smile.<br><br>He relaxed against the bar before saying "We could do with a bit of diversity, but I cant seem to think of anything right now other than those fried scorpions I had in Vietnam." Chris shivered before swallowing the last of his juice in a gulp to wash away the memory of it.
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				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 00:23:41</strong>
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				James put one what the staff called his "evil face" and directed an inquiring glance at Alyth. <strong>"I don't know, Heather...the experience might be a bit...<em>intense</em>...for you. Still, if the boss thinks you're up to it..."</strong> He said teasingly, like a child setting a trap.<br><br>He turned for a moment back to Chris to allow Heather to take the bait. <strong>"Oh, I've had a bit of it, and it is indeed chocolate to die for...and even though it's hardly a new recipe, I suspect it will go over quite well."</strong> He winced at the mention of fried scorpions. <strong>"I think we can do without arachnids on the menu, but haven't you had any kind of potato dishes or other snacks that go well with beer or spirits?"</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>miss Hysteria</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 00:31:34</strong>
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				Though really a bit awed by the two chefs, Heather tried her best to nod with some degree of certainty.<br>"Well, my mother always told me 'Don't try'n bite the head of anythin' with a likin' ta'do likewise!'" she said in what was, really, a spot-on impression, "I'm not sure what she meant by that, but she'd always say it when I'd done something foolish, so I've always figured she was saying I'm just not cut out for adventure."
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				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 00:45:51</strong>
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				Alyth watch their good natured banter, "Good afternoon, Heather and I would have to agree. I believe the saying means to leave well enough alone."<br><br>She turned her smiling eyes to James, "So I'm going to say no to the new chocolate creation as I don't want competition with the one we already have, though something fruity for the season should go over nicely. Maybe use that new chocolate creation on strawberries or some other in season fruit. Maybe something new for the main course. I do prefer traditional meals as that is what we want to grow our reputation on, but I am willing to lean slightly towards newer creations for the tourists. At least I'm not serving Haggis."<br><br>She wasn't all that blind to the needs of her staff, if James got Heather to eat that chocolate they were playing with in the kitchen, then there would be no staff for tonight's dinner rush. She almost giggled at the sign she would make for the front door. 'closed due to over dose of chocolate'<br><br>"Chris, I was thinking...Can you think of a spirit that will go good with the Shepherd's Pie?"
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 00:52:24</strong>
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				Chris thought for a long moment before holding up one hand and ducking under the counter, passing a bottle to Alyth "Try that boss, its a local brew.&nbsp; Matches the flavours well I think.&nbsp; Plus we have a few bottles of red wine that I think would work well."&nbsp; He quickly poured her a small amount and said "I hope that helps."&nbsp; He tried not to look Alyth in the eyes too much, something about them gave him a sense of dizziness and that would make him go red in mere seconds.<br><br>So instead he turned to face James before saying "Oh now thats harsh, making a poor girl wait for some decadent chocolate."&nbsp; Chris knew James was baiting her and wanted to join in on the fun - eager to see who would end up winning this little struggle.
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				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 01:18:23</strong>
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				Alyth sipped the pint and thought about the flavor, it was full and slightly peppery. "This will work good for the Pie. We'll add it as a recommended accompaniment." She tried the red and it would do, but not quite like the beer. She was an old native after all and the local wares were long established in her taste buds. She didn't fret with outside cuisine, but there was nothing like home.<br><br>She had seen Chris' little glance away from her eyes and took it as a sign that he understood more subconsciously than he knew. She just smiled and sipped again from the bottle. She didn't mind beer in the morning, or anytime really as long as you knew how to keep your head. She had no issues there.<br><br>Watching the increasing favors placed on Heather, she wondered if she should take pity on the girl. She watched her for signs that she had had enough of the wagging tails of her two testosterone pissing males and offer her a respite.
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				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 01:27:08</strong>
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				James smirked at Alyth. <strong>"Oh, but indeed there is seasonal fruit involved, no offense intended to your other dessert- it's truly the understated surprise. I took some fresh raspberries and made a reduction with a some spirits Chris suggested and used the new chocolate in a flourless recipe. A bit of fresh cream to keep the chocolate from knocking you flat on you back, a bit of mint as garnish and 'Voila'- a dessert special to die for...I wouldn't want to serve it all the time, as you so wisely suggest."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 01:33:27</strong>
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				"Almost like a mousse? Maybe served with a cup of coffee or hot tea after dinner as a more cafe' styled dessert?" She would think about it. There were many possibilities available to work with. "I think we can add that as a trial, after I have a taste in the kitchen."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 01:35:15</strong>
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				James smiled that evil grin again. <strong>"Be sure you're sitting down when you taste it- one spoonful and I was done!"</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 01:37:14</strong>
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				Sounds absolutely scrumptious, Tessa said from the doorway, her dress pulling taut over her breasts as she tried to tame her wayward curls into some semblence of submission. &nbsp;I'd really like to try some of that, she added with a soft smile in the cook's direction. &nbsp;Chris, would that white wine go with it, do you think?
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				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 01:41:25</strong>
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				James grinned playfully at the newcomer. <strong>"Ah, a test subject has stepped forward! I hope you weren't planning on doing anything tonight if you do opt to stick your head in the lion's mouth..."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 01:45:11</strong>
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				Chris turned back to Alyth and looked her full in the eyes for a moment - that familiar dizzy feeling hitting him like a hammer. &nbsp;He could feel a small warmth on his cheeks before regaining control and saying "No problems, theres a few extra bottles in the storeroom if you want me to get them too." &nbsp;Even when she was drinking from the bottle there was something about Alyth that made it practically impossible to take his eyes from. &nbsp;<br><br>Chris suddenly turned to the doorway and smiled "Tessa! &nbsp;There you are! &nbsp;Yeah I agree, a light dessert wine might be a good idea too." He heard James' response and tried not to laugh at it - just shaking his head and reorganising the bottles for tonights menu, looking over at Tessa while he did it.&nbsp; He could barely look away from her sometimes, and this was definately one of those moments.
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				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 01:49:36</strong>
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				James noticed Chris' condition, and glanced at Alyth with mischief in his eyes. <strong>"I think Chris should sample some of the chocolate with us tonight, after we close. We'll need an exceptional spirit to go with it..."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 01:55:22</strong>
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				Chris turned around and said "It will sure as hell beat fried scorpions.&nbsp; I'm certain I've been saving up something special for an occasion like that, by the end of the night I should be able to find it"<br><br>He pulled out a bottle and gave it to James "I think that was what I suggested for the reduction.&nbsp; Should match up with the chocolate perfectly" 
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				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 01:56:55</strong>
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				Alyth turned a devious smirk to James, "Just one spoonful, eh? I think I can handle anything you can dish out on my feet." She winked, "And as I always say, the more the merrier. If Chris is up for a taste test and something spirited after tonight's work is done than I'm game."<br><br>She smiled and turned to Tessa and Heather, "And I am sure there are others that will enjoy a taste if it only takes one bite to satisfy." 
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				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 01:59:13</strong>
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				Tessa, finally having gotten her hair pulled back, smiled at Chris and gave a flirtatious wink. I knew you'd come up with something, honey.
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 02:05:11</strong>
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				Chris felt the familiar glow on his cheeks but tried his best to ignore it, standing up and saying quietly "Stop fussing with your hair - it looks fine no matter what." He gave a small wink before turning back to Alyth.<br><br>"Put my name down for the testing too, I'll be happy to give it a try"
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				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 02:13:22</strong>
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				James hid a small smile of triumph behind his hand- already he considered the best way to play this out, but to have the blessing of his master in this regard was simply too good a treat.
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				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 02:17:35</strong>
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				Alyth shook her head for all the innuendo that flew through the mouths of the ones in the know about the nature of their little hole in the wall. She chuckled softly turning her eyes to them all. "Well, looks like all are in order for a grand dessert to polish off the evening."<br><br>She winked to James, "We will all retire to the kitchen after the last meal is served and all are cleared from the Pub to wherever they may find themselves for the night."
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				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 02:38:23</strong>
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				James rose and performed an ironic seeming bow(but Alyth knows that it was sincere) before heading back to the kitchen to prepare for the coming patrons. A grand day leading to a grand ending...who could ask for more?
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 02:42:14</strong>
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				Chris nodded and put away the bottles and glasses, wiping down the bar and making sure everything was clean and ready for the days customers.&nbsp; <br>"I'll be looking forward to it boss" he said to Alyth with a warm smile before turning and looking over his shoulder to see if Tessa was still there.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 02:48:07</strong>
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				Tessa actually gave a slight blush at Chris's comment. &nbsp;You're so sweet, honey, she told him, and leaned over the bar to drop a kiss onto his cheek (as well as to give him a nice view of cleavage). She fastened an apron into place as she headed to the dining room, giving James a wink as she passed him. See you at close, she whispered teasingly.
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				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 02:54:10</strong>
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				The smile on Alyth's face was like a mother cat watching the antics of her kittens. There seemed a couple of combinations for this evening's merriment. She wondered idly who would end up with whom. Of course the mother had every intention of having some merriment all her own this night as well. Merriment made for a merry Alyth.<br><br>"Chris and Tessa, I will leave the dining hall to your capable hands until the pub is hopping. Heather, you can give them a hand yes?" She nodded to each in turn before heading to the kitchen after James. She wanted a taste of that mousse before the afternoon and evening rush.
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 03:07:31</strong>
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				"No problems, boss" Chris said with a smile.&nbsp; As Alyth walked out of the room he turned to Tessa, trying to keep his face from glowing and said "So do you think the place is ready for business?"<br>He looked to the doorway making sure Alyth wasnt there and said, just loud enough for Tessa to hear "I appreciated the kiss too, that will make the night just fly by now"
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				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 04:19:32</strong>
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				I can make it go by even faster, she told him as she once again leaned across the bar and planted a gentle kiss on his lips. Let's open, she said, gaining her footing again. Ready, Heather?
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				Post by: <strong>miss Hysteria</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 04:23:21</strong>
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				Heather snaped back to reality at the sound of her name.&nbsp; "Yes, Mother!" she cried automatically.&nbsp; She'd been day dreaming again.&nbsp; With a delicate blush she corrected herself.<br><br>"I mean, um, yes, I'm ready.&nbsp; I'll just finish up these dishes and be right with you!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 04:39:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa giggled as she went to open up for the day, swaying her hips a little because she knew Chris was watching her walk across the room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 04:46:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris kissed Tessa back lightly, one hand covering hers on the countertop before she walked off.&nbsp; He watched her walk and let out a soft but audible groan before making sure everything was ready for customers.<br><br>"God Tessa how am I supposed to focus now?" He asked, a smile on his face as he sat back, waiting for the first people to walk through the door.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>miss Hysteria</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 05:12:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The last of the dishes for the day clean, Heather trots over to Chris and places a comforting hand on his shoulder.<br>"I know how you feel, Chris.&nbsp; I remember on my tenth birthday, my Mother promised me I'd be getting a chocolate cake that night after diner.&nbsp; I couldn't concentrate all day," Heather is lost for a moment in memory, "You and I are one and the same, Chris!&nbsp; We share the eternal burden of the hopelessly romantic!&nbsp; Or very hungry..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 12:57:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think its a bit of both gorgeous" Chris said as he looked through the windows at the front of the pub to see if there were any customers waiting outside.&nbsp; "I love a good chocolate desert but deep down I am a bit of a soft-hearted person"<br><br>He put his hand over Heathers, squeezing it lightly and sighing, "There is no way on earth Im going to concentrate today.&nbsp; If I mess up someones order, dont be afraid to nudge me in the ribs." He put his other arm quickly around her shoulders, giving her a very brief embrace before stepping back to his place behind the bar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 00:21:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James stepped out of the kitchen, looking a bit tired. <strong>"Hey Chris, hook me up with something that won't get me in trouble with the Boss!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 00:32:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth's voice followed James, "Make that two, Chris dear. I'm parched back here with all this heat."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 00:36:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What, things have slackened off in the kitchen that much you can stop for a drink?" Chris laughed before looking through his vast array of different beers, wines and spirits.&nbsp; At the sound of Alyth's voice he smiled and said "Apparently so.&nbsp; So what do you both feel like?&nbsp; Beer, spirits or wine?"<br><br>He put the bottles down on the countertop, two of the local beers he knew Alyth loved and a large bottle of spirits with two small glasses.&nbsp; He didnt bother with the wine because he knew Alyth wasnt a fan of it.&nbsp; "It looks a bit slow today, maybe it will be a mad rush during the evening?"&nbsp; He asked, trying his best not to make eye contact with Alyth again - if it was one thing he didnt need right now it was another dizzy feeling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 00:41:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James smirked at Chris for trying to hand him something a little stronger than he asked for. <strong>"You know the boss can have something alcoholic if she wants, but the rest of have to have something a bit more tame during normal hours. Cranberry or orange juice, whatever's better right now, if you don't mind."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 00:43:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth's hand reached around James to snag a beer, her head looking around his shoulder to wink at Chris. The man really was too adorable. There was a merry tune from her lips as she turned and headed back to the kitchen. "Things will pick up when they pick up. The night is not yet full, and people's stomachs are not yet empty. They will come."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 00:50:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris poured a large glass full of orange juice and said "Sorry for not understanding, Im still in a bit of a daze from earlier." He laughed before putting the rest of the bottles away, then turned back around to face James.<br><br>The wink was enough to make Chris' hand shake slightly and he gripped the countertop "Whatever you say boss" he said, watching her leave.&nbsp; As she returned to the kitchen he looked to James and said "I dont know what it is about that woman but she can always seem to turn me into a blushing mess"<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 00:55:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James took a long drink, looking the poor afflicted Chris over carefully. <strong>"The boss has many...<em>salient</em>...qualities that people find attractive. Perhaps you're seeing a bit more than the rest?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:02:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I dont know James" Chris said with a bit of a shrug, "I decided a long time ago not to question what was going on here - just to accept it and move on" <br><br>He looked out over the mostly empty bar and poured himself a large glass of the juice and took a long drink "The three of us here are looking forward to trying your menu too.&nbsp; A bit of variety will be great"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:11:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James grinned at the compliment. <strong>"It's an uphill battle against the master of tradition back there,"</strong> He points back to the kitchen <strong>"but I'll be happy to have a little color to go with the comfort food."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:16:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth's ears picked up everything as she was walking back to the hearth. Chris' choice of words always intrigued her. It was one of the reasons she had kept him after he had come in so forlorn one night after a long day on the road. He found a home here for as long as he was willing and able or at least until it was time to move the pub to a new home. She had kept two of her previous employees for the long term and she felt that adding to their numbers might make the transitions harder in the long run.<br><br>She called back to James, a hint of teasing to her voice as it sang with the tune she had been humming, "I look forward to it too, I just looove a touch of colorful variety." She could be heard laughing as she finally crossed through the doors to the kitchen. "Battles be as they are, traditions hold against the tides, James. We will see if your color holds to my tradition."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:18:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa came over and leaned against the bar. &nbsp;I'm bored, she announced. <strong>Let's do something.</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:25:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good luck James" was all Chris could say as he heard Alyth's response.&nbsp; He watched Tessa come over, and tried desperately to keep his eyes on her face as she spoke.<br><br>"We are.&nbsp; We're waiting for customers" Chris said with a bit of a laugh, leaning over the countertop a little as well. "Theres going to be some eventually"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:29:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yeah, she pouted prettily. But what do we do until they get here?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:32:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris couldnt help but smile before saying "Not a clue, gorgeous.&nbsp; Its been a slow day so far but I'm sure it will get a lot more busy in the evening" he finished his drink and turned back to Tessa.<br>"Why do you ask?" he said, keeping his eyes locked on her face.&nbsp; He knew that if he started looking anywhere else he probably wouldnt be able to do anything but stare.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:38:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You're so sweet, Chris, she smiled, leaning further over the bar to plant another kiss on his lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:41:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James smiled behind his hand. <strong>"I'd say drinking games and truth or dare are out, gorgeous. I'll let you figure it out with Chris though,"</strong> he said as he finished his juice. <strong>"Back to the grindstone,"</strong> he said as he headed back to the kitchen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:45:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As James left Chris turned his attention back to Tessa, waiting until he heard the kitchen door close before leaning over the bar and kissing her on the lips gently.&nbsp; <br>As the kiss broke he put his hand down on top of hers lightly and whispered "I hope this night shift just flies by personally." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:56:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Me too, she whispered, caressing his cheek with her other hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 02:06:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris ran his free hand through Tessa's long hair and couldnt help but sigh.&nbsp; She was just so gorgeous.&nbsp; He should have been focusing on looking to see if there were customers or to see if Alyth wanted him to do anything.&nbsp; <br>Instead, he leaned forward and kissed her again for a long long moment on the lips.<br><br>"You make it so hard to concentrate here - youre just too gorgeous Tessa" Chris whispered as their lips parted again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 02:52:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Took you long enough to notice, she whispered back. But we better pretend to work.&nbsp; Alyth's patience only spreads so far.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 02:53:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth peeked into the pub, seeing Tessa and Chris together. A wicked smile crossed her face at the sight of a floured hand print across Tessa's tush. She turned it smoothly into a more genuine smile.<br><br>"Holding down the tables again?" she sighed dramatically though it was all for show. "Should be getting some action soon." She slipped behind the bar to get something from the icebox.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 03:11:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sorry, Alyth!&nbsp; Tessa jumped back and immediately picked up the polishing cloth again, heading for the nearest table after winking at Chris.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 03:15:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth just laughed and nudged Chris, pointing to Tessa's rear. "Like a bullseye, eh?" She was steadily giggling as she headed back to the kitchen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 03:20:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris quickly pulled away at the sound of Alyth walking into the room, but unable to hide the warm glow on his face. &nbsp;<br><br>"Yeah its been a quiet night so far, boss. &nbsp;I hope business picks up soon" &nbsp;He smiled, trying to busy himself with things behind the bar. &nbsp;When Alyth walked behind the bar Chris stood up and looked over her shoulder to see what she was looking for.&nbsp; <br>When she pointed Chris turned around and laughed "Absolutely" he whispered to Alyth "And she knows it is too.&nbsp; She loves torturing me like that"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 03:22:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				What are you two giggling about back there? Tessa asked, looking back over her shoulder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 03:28:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth grinned like a mad cat, "Nothing dear, just the flour hand print I left on your rear. Poor Chris is beside himself with worry I was going to pie you for your delicious taste." She knew there would be something said to retaliate against her or poor Chris' innocence, but she so loved the banter.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 03:36:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And what would you know about Tessa's delicious....."<br><br>Chris stopped suddenly, going slightly red with a hundred mental images over what he was about to ask.&nbsp; He coughed before saying "Im not going to finish that sentence"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 03:42:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth's mad cat grinned turned to a full cat ate the canary smile, "What indeed, what indeed. Better keep those questions in the kitchen, Aye?" She winked and ducked back into the warmth of the hearth. Chris might be getting a taste before she would. Just so she could see that blushing face when she asked about it later.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 03:46:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				What?? she cried out, brushing at her behind. Why the hell didn't you tell me sooner??&nbsp; Did I get it all?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 03:54:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was cackling laughter from the kitchen, before it fell to giggles and quiet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 04:03:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris smiled and said "You got it all that time I think but I cant really tell in this light."<br><br>He looked to the kitchen as Alyth left and shook his head, his face glowing red now.&nbsp; "Thanks a lot Alyth - now I wont be able to concentrate on my job!" he called out to her, trying not to laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 06:24:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>A young man enters and comes up to the front desk. He is about 6 foot 1 and, not overweight, but not athletically built either, fairly average in build really. His brown hair is cut off his shoulders, and green eyes curiously look about the room...</em><br><br>He heads into the pub. Hi there, I'm Ryan. Is there any specific place I should sit?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 14:27:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hi, honey, Tessa greeted with her customary smile and appraising look. Just find a seat that looks comfortable. What can I get ya to drink?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 14:44:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris watched the man walk in and stood up behind the bar, giving him a friendly nod as he took his seat.&nbsp; He couldnt help but smile at Tessa's enthusiasm - she always had a way with the customers that put them at ease in their surroundings.&nbsp; <br><br>Chris just sat back and waited for the drink orders to come in, as well as keeping an ear open for any calls for him from the kitchen.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 18:09:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=30755.msg1634390#msg1634390">Quote from: MzNurse on 20-02-2009, 14:27:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Hi, honey, Tessa greeted with her customary smile and appraising look. Just find a seat that looks comfortable. What can I get ya to drink?<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Ryan smiles warmly back at Tessa, noticing the apprasing look and returning it discreetly. I don't suppose I could get a Sonic Screwdriver? He takes a seat, nodding to the man behind the bar. This certainly seems like a pretty nice place.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 02:06:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sonic Screwdriver? I'm sure I can rustle one up for you. What can I get you to eat?&nbsp; The food's excellent here. &nbsp;She gave him a flirtatious smile as she handed him a menu and rattled off the specials.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 02:12:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles back warmly, listening to her as she explains the specials, eyeing the menu. Well, it all sounds really great. But maybe I could start with a plain old club and see where things go from there?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 02:18:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris heard the drink order and quickly set about making it.&nbsp; Within a few moments it was on the countertop ready to go, the vodka and curacao mixed with OJ perfectly.<br><br>While he was waiting for Tessa to come get the drink he looked around toward the hallway to the kitchen, trying to get Alyth's attention.&nbsp; It was one of the rules in the Witch's Mound, Alyth had to see all of the new customers for some reason.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 02:35:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth sensed the stare of someone from the pub and turned with a smile to the open doorway. Catching Chris' eye, she winked and went to wash her hands to find out what had his attention. As she came from behind, her hands wiping the last of the water from her hands onto her clean apron, she caught Chris' look to the newcomer.<br><br>She walked over with a lovely smile in place, a soft natural sway to her rounded hips. "Welcome to our humble establishment. May you have a grand meal, Mr?"<br><br>She waited for him to give his name. They always tried to learn the locals' names as they would be frequent customers and it was just polite after all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 02:48:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan looks up as the newcomer approaches, not being able to help noticing the swaying and smiling a little, then trying to pretend he wasn't really looking as she arrives at the table.<br><br><em>"Welcome to our humble establishment. May you have a grand meal, Mr?"</em><br><br>Ryan, Ryan O'Connell. He smiles warmly and nods, his dark hair shifting around his shoulders a bit. And I believe you're underestimating your place here, milady. It looks very nice and inviting. I'm sure the meal will be excellent.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 03:11:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth smiled at the compliment, "I thank you, Mr. O'Connell. I do hope that this place is to your liking. Please inform me if there is anything remiss about your visit with us. Oh, and I do so recommend the Little Chocolate Death, if you are up to such treats. By the way, I'm Alyth and I'm your cook for this evening."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 03:22:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Alyth. He returns the smile. If you are cooking then the food has to be good. And Little Chocolate Death? Sounds very much like something I'd be up to. He chuckles. I've always been a bit of a chocoholic, he admits.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 03:25:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then I will let Tessa finish your order and I'll head back to the kitchen to pay special attention to your meal. Enjoy, Mr. O'Connell." She gave a nod of her head and headed back to the kitchen, giving a wink to Tessa and Chris as she went.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 05:42:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa delivered the drink and smiled. So, that's a club and a Little Chocolate Death.&nbsp; Anything else with that? she asked, giving him an inviting smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 06:50:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hmm...I think that will be it for now. His smile back matches hers, warm and inviting with sparkling eyes. And I really like the ambiance here. Ryan tries a sip of his drink, and smiles. My compliments to the bartender. This is very very good.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 13:44:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris watched the whole scene intently from behind the bar.&nbsp; Tessa was being her usual self to the customer, all smiles and winks and from where he was standing the customer didnt mind one bit.&nbsp; For a split second a flash of jealousy flew through him but then, as it always seemed to be in this place, it just seemed to vanish and was replaced with a smile.&nbsp; She was good at it and definately enjoyed the attention - there was nothing to be angry about.<br><br>Alyth of course was her usual self too - always able to get the customer to sample some of her specialities.&nbsp; Chris guessed she was just one of those people who had a knack for making money.&nbsp; But as she walked past and gave him a sly wink he felt his cheeks warm again.&nbsp; He sighed, hating the fact that he always seemed to do it around Alyth and winked in reply as&nbsp; she headed back to the kitchen.&nbsp; Automatically his head turned, following her all the way back down the corridor.<br><br>He quickly spun back around as he heard the customer compliment his drink "Thank you very much" he said with a friendly nod, "I hope you enjoy your meal."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 16:27:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'll have your dinner out in a minute, Tessa told Ryan with another smile.&nbsp; She dropped a wink at Chris as she passed him on her way to the kitchen, and returned with Ryan's lunch, as promised, a few minutes later. Just let me know when you're ready for dessert, honey, she told him as she set the plate of food in front of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 20:16:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan nods back to the bartender, taking another sip of his drink. It's been my experience that these can sometimes be a little difficult to perfect. But I don't recall having had one better in a very long time. His speech is quiet yet clear, and carries a tone that, while not exactly formal, is one that conveys an almost gentlemanly air.<br><br>He quietly sips his drink as he waits for his meal, his expression carrying a slight smile, but a continued study of him might reveal a slight...weariness showing through as he relaxes and the drink is, well, drunk. A feeling that he's seen a bit too much of the world than he would probably have wished to, perhaps.<br><br>He looks up as Tessa returns, his eyes lingering on her legs for a moment, not <em>quite</em> long enough to be particularly noticable, smiling and moving them up to her face as she arrives. Thank you, ma'am. And if this is half as good as it smells, this plate will probably be cleaned a good bit sooner rather than later. He winks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 21:47:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Best club you've ever had...I guarantee it, Tessa replied, returning his wink. Ready for a refill on that drink, honey?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 03:06:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hm...actually yes, I think I would appreciate that. He smiles warmly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 03:12:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Same again, sir?" Chris asked from behind the bar.&nbsp; As he watched Ryan eagerly devouring his club Chris knew that it wouldnt be long before Alyth would be needed again.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 03:24:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan swallows a mouthful of club before responding. Yes please, that would be great. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Priest</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 10:29:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien walked through the entrance of the pub, his eyes flitted quickly …almost nervously across the décor as he hastily stuffed a torn newspaper cutting back into the pocket of his jacket.&nbsp; He tugged at his collar, almost as though he was about to step out into a rainstorm and wanted to shield his neck from the shivering trickle of cold rain; but this was a gesture born from his innate nervousness.<br><br>One deep breath and a few steps forward and the smile returned to his face; “Hi ..Could I get a drink?” he asked and then mentally scolded himself; this was a pub, of course he <em>could</em> get a drink, “Names Damien.” he said with a smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 11:21:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris mixed a second Sonic Screwdriver for Ryan and put it on the counter, waiting for one of the ladies to deliver it to him.&nbsp; <br><br>He smiled at the newcomer "Hello, welcome to the Witch's Mound.&nbsp; Im Chris, what would you like?" As he waited patiently for the reply he turned to the corridor and said "Boss, you may want to come here."<br><br>He turned back to Damien and said "Dont worry, the boss just likes to meet the customers.&nbsp; Its one of her policies.&nbsp; Im sure Tessa or Heather will find you a seat once youve got your drink."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Priest</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 14:27:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The corner of Damien’s smile rose at Chris’s greeting, he was about to respond when there was a flicker of concern, just for a moment, at his turning towards the back rooms and calling out for the ‘Boss’, it bought back memories of a time and place before that he kept trying to prevent from surfacing when he had been called in front of his <em>Boss</em>; the effects of that had not been …pleasant, and at their recolection a thin shiver coursed down his spine.<br><br>There was a drink, at least the memory of a drink that he seemed to enjoy, but he was pretty that was what had caused all the trouble for him in the first place, best not tempt fate a second time … “An Irish coffee would be good; but …double up on the ‘Irish’.” he smirked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 16:07:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth heard Chris' call and washed her hands, coming from the kitchen still drying them on her apron. Her eyes met Chris' with a smile and she nudged him as she came close to him behind the counter. 'Ah another newcomer.' Her smile spread as he sat at the bar, looking a little worn to her.<br><br>She approached, "I'm Alyth the uh, boss, of this establishment. Welcome to the Witch's Mound, Mr.?" Her hazel eyes were merry, her hair pulled back into a braid to keep the brown locks from her face and the food. She gave a slight tilt to her head with the inquiry, giving an almost puppyish look to follow the question on her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 20:04:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan nods to the newcomer as he resumes munching on his club sandwich, eating not impolitely fast but fast enough that it's clear he's been traveling for awhile and this has caused a fair bit of hunger. He looks up at seeing Alyth returning to speak to the other customer, and sends a quick smile in her direction before returning his attention to his table and food, finishing off his meal and smiling at the prospect of the second drink and chocolate...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 20:07:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa picked up the drink Chris had left ready and smiled at the newcomer.&nbsp; She already had a table, and it was Heather's turn. One had to be fair about these things. She delivered the drink to Ryan and collected his empty plate.&nbsp; Ready for that dessert?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 20:12:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan folds his napkin and sets it aside before looking up as Tessa approaches, and smiles at her, once again discreetly watching as she sets down the drink and collects the used dishes. I think I am, yes, he says, his eyes lively under his slightly-unkempt mop of brown hair. Chocolate is always one of the best ways to finish a fine meal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 20:16:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth winked to Ryan as she waited for her current guest. Giving a smile to Tessa, she already had his dessert ready and waiting in the back for her to deliver. The man was about to taste her delight and she wanted a front row seat, even if she was welcoming someone in from the heat of the summer's day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Priest</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 01:38:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien’s eyes flicked across Chris’s shoulder as he caught movement from the back of the pub as Alyth approached; His fingers ran nervously through his black locks as his eyes darted from one to the other, reigning in his anxiety.&nbsp; He stuttered for a moment at the rounding of her question but tried to ease himself into the situation with a smile; “Tivoli …Mr Tivoli …No wait, call me Damien.” he started to get a little flustered and a voice somewhere in his head berated him for making them look foolish.&nbsp; <br><br>His eyes darted again, in doing so he caught his gaze against the customer already seated and seemingly in rapture at the finishing of a club sandwich he was eating; Drawing back, he caught against the pretty blue eyes of a waitress and returned her smile as he felt that flush creep higher to his neck.&nbsp; Damien noted the shift in attention and was partway curious himself as to their focus, but he maintained his focus towards Chris and Alyth’ it seemed only polite to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 01:54:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa wandered into the kitchen and gave James's ass a quick squeeze before she picked up the decadent chocolate dessert. ...And the night begins... she told him with a wink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 02:10:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris placed Damien's drink on the counter "There you go, a bit over double on the irish.&nbsp; And I will warn you now, its VERY good Irish indeed." He smiled as he watched Alyth start talking to the newcomer, noticing the flush creep up his neck.<br>"Heather will be along eventually to take your order Damien, knowing the girl she probably is halfway up one of the trees outside enjoying the rain." He laughed and watched Tessa bring the dessert out.&nbsp; <br>He leaned over toward Alyth and said quietly, "You must enjoy your work, making sure you watch everyone try the chocolate death."&nbsp; Chris shrugged, it was yet another of the things he didnt quite understand about this place.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 03:20:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth nodded to Damien, "Welcome Damien and enjoy the hospitality. I recommend the local far, but will happily make anything you desire. Chris will handle your drinks and Heather will get you any sustenance that will put you at ease." Giving Damien a though but discrete once over, she smiled and turned to Chris. <br><br>"Chris, there must be pleasure in my work, or why work so hard to create dishes that are so pleasing to the appetites?" She gave a knowing smile and turned her eyes to peek over at the other guest Ryan and watch his face for the signs he was getting a little hot under the collar. "Besides, I enjoy watching them enjoy their pleasure." It was a double meaning definitely and the little crinkling of her eyes in amusement hinted at how much she enjoyed the show.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 03:26:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris looked over at Alyth - a hundred comments flooding his brain at once.&nbsp; Alyth did something to him at a very deep level, and he was sure she knew it too.&nbsp; <br><br>As he leaned over to put away the empty glass and the bottle of curacao he lifted his head so he could whisper "Funny, I never took you for the voyeuristic type boss" almost into her ear.&nbsp; He stepped back with a smile, putting the bottle away on the shelf and keeping his eyes open for more customers or drink orders. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 03:38:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth turned her amused hazel eyes on Chris, "Who could not enjoy watching such pleasure. Just watch as that first bit slips into his mouth and the taste spreads across his tongue. The way his eyes will widen like he is surprised that such a simple dessert can so tease his taste buds. The way heat will rise up his neck and his mouth will open in a widening smile. Tell me you can't enjoy that show."<br><br>She knew the other man could hear her words. Hopefully, he would ask for the same dessert.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 03:53:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris quickly looked back "Sorry boss, I really am.&nbsp; I just thought there was more to it than that.&nbsp; I guess I need to get my mind out of the gutter." He smiled at her warmly before he looked out over the bar area.<br><br>Inwardly he kicked himself.&nbsp; How could he have said something a woman who was just so....perfect.&nbsp; He shrugged, resting his hands on the counter in front of him and tried not to look her in the eye.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 04:02:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Oh there is no need to apologize. You are quite right, there is more to it than that, but you have to figure it out for yourself." She leaned back and crossed her arms, a big smile on her lips as she watched Chris, knowing a flush was on the way. <br><br>Her attention was pulled back to Ryan as he was about to be served his dessert.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 04:32:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa winked at Alyth as she passed, and giggled at Chris, wondering what had brought on the flush this time. She set the dessert down in front of Ryan with a flourish. Here ya go, honey.&nbsp; Best chocolate you'll ever taste.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 04:41:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Tessa wandered past, her hips swaying as usual Chris couldnt help but look.&nbsp; He knew the familiar red glow was on his face right now but he didnt mind that much.&nbsp; When she set the dish on the table in front of Ryan, Chris looked back right into Alyths eyes.<br><br>"Damn it" He murmured under his breath, simultaneously blushing and feeling slightly dizzy "You did that on purpose, didnt you boss?" He asked, a warm smile still on his face.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 04:49:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=30755.msg1640116#msg1640116">Quote from: MzNurse on 23-02-2009, 04:32:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Tessa winked at Alyth as she passed, and giggled at Chris, wondering what had brought on the flush this time. She set the dessert down in front of Ryan with a flourish. Here ya go, honey.&nbsp; Best chocolate you'll ever taste.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Ryan looks up and smiles broadly as Tessa approaches, licking his lips a little as he eyes the sumtious chocolate treat.<br>That does look absoultely heavenly. I'm glad I stopped in here. He adjusts a napkin and tucks it into his collar to catch any crumbs, then taking his fork, cuts off a bite and pops it into his mouth...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 04:55:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A big smile spread across Alyth's face, her head tilting to watch Ryan take his first bite while she whispered to Chris. "Of course I didn't do a thing. Nothing but create the desire for the decadent dessert. Anything else is just a figment of your over active imagination my darling Chris."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 05:04:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He bites into the chocolate, chewing for a moment...<br>Then smiles, slowly, and broadly, a blissfull expression spreading across his face.<br>Mmmmmm. This is <em>excellent</em>...incredibly excellent.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 05:12:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth watches as the first bite takes hold and the reaction is as it should be. She sees the smile though the creep of heat up the back of the neck as a hot wave of need comes to the surface has still held its moment back. It won't be long and that is what she so loves to see. She wonders idly as she watches, just who would he end up with this day, slipping into the recesses of the Inn to play.<br><br>She smiles at Chris and winks at Tessa, knowing the game is now on for who gets a taste of the man in return.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Priest</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 06:28:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A heat crept deeper across Damien as he became aware of the visual scrutiny that assailed him under Alyth’s watchful gaze and quirky smile, a smile he tried to return but with only partial success.&nbsp; As Chris spoke, he flicked his eyes across the bar to the tall beverage with the promise of more than a little extra ‘Irish’, he nodded towards the barman and smirked; kind of relieved at the distraction as he needed a moment or two to ‘cool off’<br><br>Damien settled at the bar, and raised the glass to his lips, he wasn’t kidding, either about the strength or the quality in fact this was the best he had ever tasted and likely that showed in his eyes sparkle as he, somewhat coyly, turned his gaze to the focus of everyone else attention. He watched with the sort of curiosity that couldn’t be torn away as the other customer, Damien hoped he didn’t look like he was eavesdropping on the exchange between Alyth and Chris, but her words and the look that seemed to creep across his face as the first forkful melted against him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 16:50:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan takes another bite of the chocolate, chewing slowly and closing his eyes at the decadent taste and warm sensation, feeling a bit of a flush creeping up, but somehow not minding it. His thoughts wandering a bit as he goes to take another bite, turning to how cute the cook and owner was, and the waitress, what fine legs she had...<br>He opens his eyes going to take yet another bite, shivering slightly and looking in the direction of the bar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 21:31:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth sees the reaction she was waiting for, a flush running up the back of Ryan's neck&nbsp; and she smiles kindly giving him a nod as he glances at the bar area. She then turns as she doesn't want to stare while the man finishes his decadent little death. Let him enjoy his meal, she will check on him when he is finished now that she has seen what she came to see. <br><br>Turning to Damien, her eyes amused as he is looking to the other man as well, she makes a small throat clearing noise before asking, "Since Heather is still out, would you like me to take your order? The Little Chocolate Death seems to have caught your fancy and I'm betting you would love a taste, yes? I also make great crispy little fishcakes and a savory shepherd's pie, if you think you can handle all that it will bring?" Her smile was as the painting of Mona Lisa, knowing and yet not telling of her secrets.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 02:07:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa smiled at Ryan. Best chocolate ever, she repeated. Let me know if you need anything else, she added with a wink. She put a little extra sway in her hips as she walked back toward the bar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 02:11:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan smiles back, his eyes lingering for just a moment on Alyth before his attention is pulled back to Tessa. Hm? Oh yes, absolutely, not my <em>favourite</em> thing to eat but it's up there... His eyes linger on her hips and behind as she heads torwards the bar, not hiding it now as he chews another bite.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 02:30:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh...? she giggled, turning back to him.&nbsp; And just what <em>is</em> your favorite thing to eat...?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 02:34:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well... Ryan hesitates for just a moment, then the cake completely kicks in removing that last bit of hesitation, and he grins. You certainly look good enough to eat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 02:39:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggled again and walked back toward him.&nbsp; Oh you think so, do you? she teased as she leaned forward a bit more than was needed as she picked up his empty glass.&nbsp; Need a refill, honey?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 02:44:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yes, I do. He grins and watches intently as she heads back, eyes <em>not</em> 'up here'. Um, what? Ah, I think I could use one yeah, and maybe you could too. He looks up and winks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 02:48:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggled again. Oh, but I'm on duty...unless you can convince my boss its break time. She returned his wink and gave her chest an extra jiggle, glancing up at Alyth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 02:50:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well, you've been on duty for awhile, haven't you? Ryan's eyes have dropped once more, intently, his tongue darting out to lick his lips ever so slightly. You could use some time off, I'd think. He finally looks over in Alyth's direction and raises an eyebrow with a smile...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 02:53:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth saw the look from Tessa and gave her a wink to go ahead. She could handle the pub with Chris until Heather came back from her break. James was due back any moment as well to man the kitchen for a spell.<br><br>She nudged Chris. "You mind helping me if we get a few more in until Tessa comes back from her break?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 02:57:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris nodded, he had been watching the scene intently and couldnt help but smile as he watched Tessa work her magic on Ryan.&nbsp; <br>"No problems boss, I think if you had said no to her she would have done something against the rules in here" he laughed, walking over and picking up the empty glass from Tessa, giving her a little wink.&nbsp; <br><br>"Still been a quiet day, hasnt it?" he asked Alyth, relaxing again behind the countertop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:03:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looks like I'm on break, honey, Tessa giggled at Ryan. What did you have in mind...?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:04:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth smiled but there was worry there. "Yes, it has been slower than I had hoped, but I have faith that word will get around about our little place and we shall be so busy I will have to hire more staff." She placed a small hand on Chris' shoulder. "Just have faith that things will be as they are to be and everything will be fine."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:06:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well, I was wondering if you'd like to share the last bit of this cake, and then maybe a more sumptious dessert?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:09:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You finish the cake, honey, Tessa told him, taking a seat in his lap. I'll wait for the scrumptious.&nbsp; She lightly trailed a finger down his jawline and smiled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:11:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Alyth touched his shoulder Chris couldnt help but reach up and rest his hand on top of hers. &nbsp;"More staff?" He asked, looking around and gazing momentarily into her eyes "Wow, that would make things quite different around here."<br><br>Chris watched Tessa and Ryan flirt for a moment before whispering into Alyth's ear "Want to bet on if they will make it to the rooms, boss?" with a bit of a laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:13:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She might like what she finds in that lap, as Ryan chuckles. That sounds like a good idea to me... he shivers at her touch and goes to finish the cake a little more hastily now, one arm going around Tessa's waist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:17:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth chuckled, "Tessa hasn't taken the bait for the cake. She has enough self control to get him into a room before they freak out the other guests." She didn't pay much mind to his hand on hers, "Well, maybe more staff, but for now we will have to see."<br><br>She was enjoying the antics of her staff with the guests. Who said they would just eat the food anyway? A satisfied smile held its place as she did a once over on the pub. The tan skinned Damien still was thinking about his order, but other than that the pub was quiet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:24:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa snuggled close and nuzzled at his neck, trying not to laugh as he gobbled the last of the cake down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:28:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan, for his part, is trying not to moan softly at the nuzzling, finishing the cake and licking his lips before turning his head, attempting to catch Tessa's lips in a kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:34:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa allowed him to capture her lips and returned his kiss with a lingering one of her own.&nbsp; Perhaps we could enjoy the scrumptious dessert in a more private setting...? she suggested in a husky whisper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:36:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods, it probably being quite obvious to her he's more than eager to do so by the bulge in that lap she's sitting in. <span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">That sounds like a wonderful idea, Tessa. Do you have a place like that here?</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:45:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yes, she whispered back, kissing him again. I'll get us a key.&nbsp; She trailed her fingers across his cheek again as she got up and headed for the desk.&nbsp; She smiled as she grabbed a key and went back to take his hand and lead him upstairs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:48:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That gets a shiver out of Ryan, and he watches her head for the desk with great interest. When Tessa comes back she'll have no problem taking his hand. Lead the way, dear. He smiles and goes to slide his arm around her waist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Priest</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:50:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien had a unique way of making decisions, for the most part he was given to having very little faith in his own judgement, which; thinking on his past was probably the right choice to have made. &nbsp;His fingers slipped into his jacket pocket and alighted upon a couple of small dice, intricately carved from the femur of the tribal chieftain he ’inadvertently’ deposed. &nbsp;A decision would normally revolve around allocating the faces of the dice and then rolling them bones to make his decision for him; whether based on chance …fate …dumb luck, whatever. &nbsp;However, another time affective way was for others to suggest to him the right course to take and thusly lift the burden from his shoulders. &nbsp;Damien smiled at Alyth’s suggestion and, for a few moments mulled the thoughts around in his head …individually tasting the words and hoping the real thing would be every bit as sumptuous, which given the other customers reactions, was probably the case. &nbsp;<br><br>He jolted himself from his thoughts and lifted his fingers from the dice. &nbsp;“Yes …that sounds perfect to me.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:52:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa led him to a room and unlocked the door, allowing him to step inside first and closing the door behind her. She tossed the key onto the nearby table and looked up at him. So...about that dessert...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 05:12:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Im lucky I didnt make that bet I think - I would have owed you money, boss" Chris laughed, watching Tessa and Ryan stumble out of the room.&nbsp; After a few moments he went to the table, picking up the used plates and glasses and quickly put them in the kitchen before returning to the bar.&nbsp; As he walked back he could hear a few low moans coming from upstairs and he shook his head.<br><br>When he entered the bar area again Chris smiled before saying "Sorry about that disturbance Damien - that usually doesnt happen here."&nbsp; Almost at once he corrected himself "Who am I kidding, thats a usual night in here."&nbsp; He laughed before saying "Enjoying the drink?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 05:28:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth nodded to Damien, "I'll get it right out to you, Mr. Damien. Enjoy your drink in the mean time." She turned back to the two in the pub before shaking her head. <br><br>"You would have indeed. Be grateful for my expertise in more than just food, dear Chris."<br><br>She winked and swayed back to the kitchen to get Damien's meal hot and ready for him. She had the fishcakes baking in a shallow pan in the wood burning oven, while the asparagus was on the stove. She had the ingredients all ready from this mornings prep time. The pastry shell was filled with tender lamb and mashed tatties, a touch of a local cheddar she liked and another pie shell on top. She had it in the oven, just as the fishcakes could come out and onto the plate of spinach. Finding her tongs she had the asparagus on the fishcakes in a pleasing array. <br><br>She came back out of the kitchen with his appetizer in hand, placing it with a wink in front of the handsome man. "Here you go, hope I didn't take too long." She smiled softly and tilted her head slightly given to a curious gesture.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Priest</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 07:59:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien continued sipping from his drink, his eyes watchful over the glass rim as he tried to shield his curious gaze from the couple as they disappeared from the room …and the soft echo of the noises from above bought a degree of crimson to him, it was only amplified as Chris engaged him, Damien smiled, a grin which readily conveyed his appreciation for the drink but even so, he sought to give his thoughts voice.&nbsp; “It is just about the best I have tasted, truth be told.”<br><br>Moments had passed, and he had barely been aware of it before Alyth returned bearing a plate, but it was the appetising scent that caught him first and he was sure to draw a deep lungful of it and savour it for a moment as she set the plate down before him.&nbsp; There was a furious blinking of his eyes as he became a little unsure as to exactly where to place his gaze, “Not at all …your timing is impeccable…” the creep of blush shaded his skin for a moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 08:08:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth noted that Damien was shy about his requests and decided to let the man be. Besides she was needed to keep an eye on his pie. The scents coming from the mixed spices in his fishcakes should have him calm and relaxed in no time.<br><br>She smiled and nodded, "Then I bid you a fine meal, Mr. Damien. I shall have your pie out in a moment or two." <br><br>She gave Chris a wink as she slipped back into the kitchen to check on the status of the man's pie. She would also want to plate the cake just after he started eating the pie. It would give the truffle sauce drizzled over time to set.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Priest</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 10:47:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien smiled and nodded towards Alyth as she left to return to the kitchen, his gaze lingering on her until the moment she passed from sight, only then did he return to his drink and take another sip from the beverage before starting on his appetizer. <br><br>With the first succulent mouthful came a pause in breath as the taste; literally took the breath from him, his eyes flickered for a moment and he allowed the taste to spread; then he lifted up another forkful to the same reaction ..then another and another until the forks chinked against bare china and the plate lay empty.&nbsp; He sighed but kept himself company with the memory of its taste and the ‘Irish’ as he settled into a more comfortable repose and awaiting the next course.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 15:15:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pie was ready and Alyth swayed her way back to the bar to deliver the warm baked goodness. It should make him feel love, even if it was just for the food. The savory dish was crusted nicely with a shell of pastry and a little design of a flower cut on top. The flower was more suggestive with its tulip pedals and stamen.<br><br>"Here you go Mr. Damien. Hope this fills that special place with warmth." She took his previous plate, gave him a soft smile and a good once over to see that the effects of the fishcakes were indeed working as they were supposed to. She winked at Chris and returned to the heat of the kitchen. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 01:53:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Everytime Alyth walked past she was giving Chris the same sly little wink, slowly wearing down his control.&nbsp; His face wasnt going red anymore but it was gradually driving him crazy.&nbsp; Something about the simple little gesture was flooding his head each time with images that made him grip the countertop.&nbsp; <br><br>"Another drink to go with the pie, Damien?" he asked, trying to keep his mind on the job.&nbsp; However as Alyth walked past again he stepped slightly in front of her and said in a very soft voice that seemed to tremble slightly, "Boss I'm sorry but if you keep winking I cant be held responsible for my actions."&nbsp; Chris didnt laugh as he spoke, for the first time sounding absolutely serious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 01:58:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth turned her head and looked at the young man, giving him a once over slowly her smirk never leaving. "I think I can let you control yourself until your shift is over. Then we'll see what my little winking can do to your self control." She smiled and tilted her head to glance at their guest. "Though you might have some competition for my attention by then." <br><br>She turned forward, brushing against him as she headed back for the chocolate cake that would knock the newcomers pants off, well hopefully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 02:42:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Alyth turned Chris impulsively reached out, putting an arm around her shoulders and pulling her back against him for a moment.&nbsp; "I dont think I will be able to compete with him, he obviously likes you" He whispered softly, almost into Alyth's ear.&nbsp; <br><br>Then his control returned.&nbsp; Chris looked down and saw his arm tightly around his boss and quickly let go, stepping back behind the bar and shaking his head quickly.&nbsp; "I...Im sorry" he stammered, wondering just what the hell had happened to him at that moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 02:51:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth felt herself being pulled back and she wasn't so surprised, nor dismayed. Sure it took the man longer than most to come under her charms, but then with his forceful nature taking over, she might just like a taste of his control level before too much longer. He had held out far longer than many a men under her employ in the past. Though eying the patron with the nervous hands and dark brooding atmosphere was exciting her taste buds as well.<br><br>As he stepped back and apologized, she thought about what to say. "Apology accepted, Chris. No harm done there lad. Just keep your sights on the Pub and we'll talk about this after your shift, yes?" Well, they wouldn't really be talking. Perhaps she should let him know ahead the cost of her attentions? Looking over his form with a quick evaluating glance, she shrugged. Perhaps not, as it wouldn't matter. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 04:01:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Alyth accepted his apology Chris nodded, remaining behind the bar.&nbsp; He was amazed she took his momentary lack of sanity so wel but then again she was an amazing woman.&nbsp; <br><br>"Whatever you say boss" he said sheepishly, looking down at the countertop.&nbsp; After a moment he looked back up again, the mostly empty bar with just Damien enjoying his meal.&nbsp; He smiled to himself - at least it was a quiet night, leaving him able to relax.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Priest</strong> on <strong>27-02-2009, 13:28:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The first thing that caught Damien was the rich scent of the pie as Alyth bought in through, then the sight as his eyes caught against its savoury crust; with an accompanied flicker in his gaze at the almost …phallic… nature of the adornment, but that must be his imagination; it had been a while since …he suddenly felt himself flushing at his own thoughts.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Thank you, It looks …amazing.” he spoke as he floundered for words, but even his choosing of one seemed a little insufficient.&nbsp; There was a crisp sound as his fork broke through the pastry and as the first taste took to his mouth, the look in his eyes just melted.<br><br>He caught Chris’s comment in the midst of a succulent mouthful, and tried to gesticulate with a mix of eye gestures and a nod of his head that another ‘Irish’ would be a welcome companion to his meal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>27-02-2009, 13:38:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris nodded and reached for the bottle "Minus the coffee this time, sir?" He asked with a smile, pouring a hefty shot of the fiery whiskey into the now empty cup in front of Damien.<br><br>He looked around the still empty room and sighed, "The rain must be keeping people away - usually the place is quite full." He said quietly, making a conscious effort to lower his voice so it didnt boom through the pubs rooms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Priest</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 00:22:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien smiled at Chris's words, "A pure bred Irish would just hit the spot I think."&nbsp; His deep hazel eyes watched as the liquid fire writhe in the glass as he poured it, watching as the last drips caused the surface to ripple before it settled as still as a mill pond.&nbsp; Damien nodded, "Thank you."<br><br>He looked towards the window and watched thoughtfully for a moment as the rain pattered against the glass, its beading jewels glinting in the light that filtered out through the pub.&nbsp; Damien's gaze was still wistful as he spoke, almost dreamily; "I like the rain ...I recall there were some of the most wondrous rainstorms in the Congo delta where ...where..." he blinked as his more mundane thoughts pricked his mind; what the <em>hell</em> was he on about.&nbsp; He turned and smiled before bringing another forkfull of food to his mouth and losing himself in its taste.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 00:33:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth listened from the door way to the kitchen just out of both men's sights. The sound of the rain was dampened in the kitchen and she so loved the patter of the drops on the old roof of this old place. It bought back memories of older times and simpler times if not harder. Things in this new time were easier than most who hankered for the old times really remembered. She was wistful for some of the past, but not nearly all of it.<br><br>She waited for the patron to finish his drink and pie before bringing out the cake that would set him on fire for more than that whiskey, least she hoped. The rain always had her wanting for company in the long nights, and he seemed to have a story to tell. Maybe she should ask James to cover the pub for her so Damien, Chris and her could go rinse off the humid damp that always invaded these older buildings. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Priest</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 01:11:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien’s eyes continued to watch the flicker of rain against the glass as he carried on eating the pie; eat mouthful met with a shiver in his eyes as the softness of each rich texture seemed to separate and blend within the sanctuary of his senses.&nbsp; He was still distracted by the rain; or rather, the memories evoked by the rain, when his fork clattered against china.&nbsp; The sound roused his attention and he turned to regard the plate with an almost despondent look; aside from a few flakes of pasty the pie was no more.&nbsp; He placed the fork down and sat musing with his drink.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 01:18:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James noticed Alyth's wistful looks as he finished the prep for the evening meal. He often wondered what it would be like to live as long as she presumably had. Perhaps he would find out some day. He'd heard Tessa and the first customer make their noisy exit, and now took a glance at the second customer. Something about him was...unsettling...but he know his master could handle it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 01:23:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth knew that sound and smiled that it hadn't taken the man long to finish the warmth of the pie. She always liked that meal on a raining day; it was after all the best of comfort foods. Waiting a beat for him to relax after taking in all of the meal in such a short time, she moved quietly, letting the rain set the tempo to her steps. Sneaking up behind Chris who seemed lost in his own thoughts to the rain, she placed the chocolate cake on the counter as her other hand reached for empty pie vessel.<br><br>"I think you are ready for something sweet after something so savory. This will bring all the flavors into balance and you will never want to eat anywhere else." She winked as she turned to Chris and chuckled at his previous actions against her. It had made her quite interested in what the young man thought he could do, but better that for another time as she headed to the doorway to watch that first bite slip passed Damien's lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Priest</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 01:48:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Damien mused at great length with his hands cupped around the glass, the texture of the liquid almost transferring through the glass and prickling his palms.&nbsp; He was lost to his thoughts, his eyes registering almost blankly against the drink; only rousing once a shadow crossed against him and he raised his eyes into a welcoming smile as Alyth slipped next to him and replaced the emptiness of his pie dish with one of her creations from the backroom; his nostrils arched softly and his eyes flickered, the scent was something that caused a pang in the deeper pleasurable sensations of his mind; “That sounds perfect.” he smiled as he watched her as she turned away.<br><br>Damien raised his spoon to the surface of the sweet promise, and then paused for a moment, something had attracted his attention, almost as though a whispered word on the breeze; he glanced down at his jacket pocket before pulling his gaze away, almost annoyed at whatever exchange had just occurred; but all this was lost the moment that first taste touched his lips <br><br>…his eyes flickered; he took in a deep breath of air, drawing the sweetness of its scent to bind about the pleasing melt of texture and taste that availed his senses, the flicker of his eyes fell to near closing when his tongue tingled against the mosaic of sensations…
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 03:39:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris didnt move as Alyth snuck up behind him, watching her arms move around his body to put the dessert down.&nbsp; "Boss, what are you doing?" He asked, fighting the urge to take her hands in his tightly.&nbsp; <br><br>Chris inhaled sharply as she winked once more from the doorway, turning to face her he smiled and said "What are you trying to do to me?" quietly, keeping one eye on Damien and one eye on Alyth - although his gaze wasnt always directed at her face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 04:49:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth was enjoying toying with Chris. He was easy enough to bait and she gave him a smile and let her eyes slide over Damien as he took that first bite. The smile grew to a wicked grin. Tessa wasn't the only one getting to have their cake and eat it too. She stayed near the entrance, leaning on the doorway, listening to James behind her and watching Chris and Damien in front of her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 05:04:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris left the bar and walked up to the doorway.&nbsp; At that moment in his mind nothing else mattered, not his job and especially not the guy sitting there eating his dessert.&nbsp; "What are you trying to do to me, boss?" He repeated, looking right into Alyth's eyes as one of his hands reached out to settle on her waist.<br><br>Every other thought in his head was banished as he put his hand on her looking straight into her eyes, feeling the dizzy sensation flood through him "Boss you were doing that on purpose, werent you?" he whispered into her ear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 05:25:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth was pleasantly surprised he could handle her gaze and gave him an innocent smile. "Of course, I was Chris. I thought it might take the bite out of such a boring day. If you're not able to handle my teasing you, I will stop. If you want that is?"<br><br>Her eyes glanced at the table, checking on their guest. Seeing he was a good part of the way through his chocolate, she glanced back up into Chris' eye letting him have the full effect of the green gold iris. Her age was in her eyes, and she let him see in to the depths how she craved life even after all these years. The yearning was still there, even in the ancients of her eyes, the desire for life lived. <br><br>She would let him decide his fate. Take up the aggressor and lose a year to her for every climax, or bide his time and learn the art as James and Tessa did and stay youthful for a while.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 05:37:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes stayed perfectly locked on to hers - not moving his gaze an inch.&nbsp; Chris heard the words echo through his mind and knew there was only one thing he wanted right now.&nbsp; He leaned in closer, his hand gripping Alyth tighter before he whispered with his lips brushing against her ear.&nbsp; "I want you"<br><br>Something in him seemed to change as he finally admitted those three simple words to her.&nbsp; It was as if everything else was going dull and grey in the room, but Alyth was almost glowing.&nbsp; She seemed flawless, more beautiful than anyone he had ever known before.&nbsp; "I want you boss, so badly." He repeated, almost growling it into her ear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 05:53:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked into his eyes, looking for something and seeing just what he wanted, what he needed. "Let me see to our guest. Let's not be rude, but after...after he has gone his way, you will have me. James can handle the pub until we return. Tessa should be done by then as well."<br><br>She stayed there against the doorway with him, looking over his shoulder before her eyes met his. "Check his drink while I talk to James."<br><br>She slipped passed him, heading back to the kitchen for a moment. <br><br>"James? Can you man the pub. Chris and I need to relieve ourselves for a while." She looked for her friend, sticking her finger in the dressing he was working on and smiling at the flavor. Seemed he found something better than mint to draw out the refreshing flavors in the salad.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 06:12:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James came back in from the rain. While others found it unpleasant, it reminded him of the lands of his ancestors. While he'd wondered what made him think of the faerie mushroom circles so suddenly, when he saw Alyth looking for him, it was no longer a surprise. Strong magic was flowing...chaos and possibilities forming into realities.<br><br>He smiled at her in a quirky fashion. <strong>"Of course I can watch the shop, as long as no one wants anything alcoholic."</strong> He took off his chef's coat and apron, revealing a dark work shirt and pants that would look acceptable up front.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 23:49:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris nodded before letting go of Alyth, turning and walking up to Damien.&nbsp; The red flush on his skin had covered his neck as well as his cheeks but he didnt notice, his mind whirling with thoughts and images at the memory of Alyth's words - 'you will have me.'&nbsp; He couldnt quite believe it, he had spent many months working here with the occasional female guest providing a fun evening (and occasionally morning too) but Alyth - she seemed out of reach to him.&nbsp; <br><br>He forced every other thought from his head and tried desperately to control his shaking hands, clearing his throat before saying quickly "Everything OK Damien?&nbsp; Hows the drink?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunday</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 03:25:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Runethial entered the pub and looked around with his sharp eyes. He had heard many wonderful things about the dishes here. He wasn’t a major fan of cuisine, but when one was apparently meant to be legendary in taste to the point it made you feel like a whole different person afterwards, it was worth a taste. The place seemed decent enough, but he was no critic of design. He would not of cared if the place had been a pig style, with piglets dashing under tables and in-between the chairs, as long as the food was as good as promised.&nbsp; <br><br>He walked confidently across the floor to the bar, his head held high, his eyes occasionally flickering about just to see who else was present and leaving them as he stopped caring.&nbsp; He got to the bar and located the man working behind it. He was a quick study. He looked slightly out of place, and as he looked around the room he spotted another that looked like he was perhaps the one that belonged there. He turned back to the bars current host and managed a smile for him, just to appear friendly.<br><br>“What is on your menu good sir? I’ve heard nothing but good things about this place, so I must say I’m looking forward to a good meal.” He couldn’t help but chuckle and add, “Or even a bad one” He meant nothing bad about the last comment, it was just that he did not expect to get his hopes up to go hand in hand with the heavenly praises this place seemed to get. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 06:00:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris watched the new man walk in and smiled "Just find yourself a seat&nbsp; and someone will get you a menu soon.&nbsp; In the meantime, would you like something to drink?"<br>He ran a hand through his hair trying desperately to calm himself down "Some of our usual waitresses are occupied elsewhere but I'm sure someone will come to you soon." Chris smiled, looking quickly upstairs - wondering just how long Tessa would be 'on her break'.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunday</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 14:32:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Runethial glanced back over at Chris, and the glanced back at the barman. He pursed his lips in a peculiar manner before smiling and nodding. He leaned against the bar and picked some dirt out of his nails.<br><br>“Red wine, something with a nice bit of spice to it.” He grinned before walking swiftly over to an empty table. He put his bag in a chair and got out a small note book and a slightly larger book to flick through whilst waiting for his drink along with the menu. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 15:08:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris nodded, reaching under the counter for one of the local wines.&nbsp; "It's all good James, I think I'll have it covered until closing time.&nbsp; Besides, you gotta work on that chocolate decadence of yours" he smiled before uncorking the bottle and pouring a large glass of wine.&nbsp; <br><br>As Chris walked over to the table he looked in the corridor and said "Boss, another one" just loud enough for Alyth to hear then kept going with the full wine glass in his hand.&nbsp; He set it down on the table and noted for the first time the newcomers odd appearance.&nbsp; Chris tried not to stare and just tried to look professional as he said "Should I leave the bottle, sir?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 16:25:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James raised an eyebrow at the return of Chris' self control. Not that he minded- he'd been a bit worried for the older man's sake. The young chef poured himself another glass of orange juice, as he studied the elf. His instincts told him to consult with Alyth before cooking his meal- perhaps the usual items were not in order if he were the inquisitive type. He headed back to the kitchen with a bit of a spring in his step, however. It always seemed to him that Chris was one step from getting sucked into a whirlpool of disaster...perhaps that one step was enough, though.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 17:43:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth placed her hand on James' shoulder as she moved forward to greet their new guest. "It will be fine, see what he orders." She had always had a way of reading people, especially those near her frequently. She moved with her soft sway back out to the bar. She peeked at Damien who seemed lost in his chocolate dessert. She would have to check on him as he finished that last tasty morsel to see how it had effected him. And just because she knew what it did to him, she winked at Chris with a promising smile of what was to come after work.<br><br>Smiling as she moved to the occupied table, menu in hand, her voice almost musical in its amusement, "I'm Alyth, I will be serving you tonight. I recommend the Avocado salad for something to refresh you from your day's journeys. Please take your time and let me know when you are ready to order. Chris will have your drink here momentarily, Mr.?"<br>&nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunday</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 18:11:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Yes” Runethial said curtly, taking up the glass in his long fingers to take a long draught. It was rich in flavour and had a pleasant after taste. He licked his lips and smiles at Chris and put his glass back down, his attention going back to his book. His eyes did not stray up again until he heard someone new approach and he looked up at Alyth and let her introduce herself.<br><br>“De’thor.” He let himself pause. “Runethial De’thor. A beautiful establishment you have here.” He grinned and held up his drink to show that Chris had already been kind enough to deliver his order and took a sip. He picked up the menu and scanned it, his expression going plain, a small smile flickering at the edge of his mouth. <br><br>“Hm… “ He looked back up at her, his eyebrows arched and a smile on his cold lips. “ Perhaps I will take your advice with the salad. I could do with something light. It’ll give room for something more solid later.” He closed the menu and put it carefully down onto the table and his at tension was once more taken by his book. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 21:39:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth was more amused than she really should have been. "Mr. Runethial. I will have your salad out shortly, enjoy your drink until then. Thank you for the compliment, I am sure there will be more to come for the efforts placed in your meal and the efforts of my staff to make you feel welcome." <br><br>She made her way back into the kitchen, poking James' side as she went. "James, care to try your salad out on a patron? That dressing is high near perfect for him." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 21:40:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa stopped in her room long enough to run a brush through her hair and put it back up, then returned to the pub. She smiled at the two customers there and winked at Chris. Did I miss anything? she whispered just loud enough for Chris to hear as she slid behind the bar with him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 23:30:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris had left the bottle and returned back behind the bar, acknowledging Alyth's wink as he went past with a smile and a small nod.&nbsp; His hands werent shaking now - it was as if all the thoughts and images in his head had finally been calmed by Alyth's promise.&nbsp; <br><br>He stood behind the countertop, watching Damien enjoy his pie and Alyth give the new dishes a recommendation.&nbsp; The evening was starting to get a little busy, he thought to himself, already trying to work out which of the drinks would go well with a salad he personally had never tried.&nbsp; Until a soft, light whisper in his ear interrupted his thoughts and he turned to face Tessa.<br><br>"Oh hi gorgeous.&nbsp; Just two new customers - nothing much tonight" he responded in an equally low whisper, turning to face her.&nbsp; He couldnt help but see the sparkle in her eyes and the fact her curls looked a lot wilder than usual and bit his cheek to stop himself laughing.&nbsp; "You look like someone who's either just run a marathon or been very well entertained" he smirked, giving her a quick wink before facing the customers once more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunday</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 01:34:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Thank you” Runethial said with a small smile, not looking up from his book. He pulled out a pen to jot some notes into his note book about the book he was reading.<br>He sipped occasionally at his wine, quickly finishing the first glass and filled up a second from the bottle that had been left on his table. He was looking forward to his salad, already wondering what it’ll taste of 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 01:52:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth made her way out of the kitchen with the salad in hand. The dressing that James had prepared was perfect for the dish, light cucumber and mint. She placed the plate before him, "Here you go, Mr. Runethial. Was there something else from the menu you would like to give a taste?"<br><br>She heard Tessa and was happy the woman was back from her break. It would make taking care of each customer easier for everyone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunday</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 02:06:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Runethial leant forward to give the salad a sniff. It had a nice minty fragrance, he’d never heard mint been used in a salad’s sauce before but no doubt it would taste interesting. He picked up his fork and used it to pick up a neatly chopped piece of cucumber with the sauce lightly over it. He put it into his mouth and chewed on it. <br><br>“Hmm….” He smiled, it was definitely different… unique even, the sauce definitely added something to the dish. He forked up a piece of lettuce and ate that too whilst looked up at Alyth, remembering she was there. He swallowed the lettuce and licked his lips.<br><br>“Hm… this chocolate death thing, what kind of chocolate do you use for that? I’m not very fond of dark, too bitter for my liking.” he queried, he had seen it on the menu in the desert section. It sounded very nice, and he remembered musing whether the death part of it was literal.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 02:35:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth watched Runethial enjoy the salad, paying attention to his adjustment to the flavors. The mint would add to the avocado similar to cilantro but without the strength. She blinked as he asked about the chocolate death. She wondered if he knew the meaning behind the name. <br><br>"The chocolate is mostly of a milky variety. Dark is too strong for the flavors, but there is a touch of a darker richer chocolate used in the icing. It is well balanced with the truffles so there is no bitterness to be had. Perhaps a sample taste?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunday</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 19:54:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Runethial put another piece of the salad into his mouth, he wasn’t quite sure what the square shaped lump had been, it had too much sauce on it but it tasted delicious. He smiled at Alyth as he listened to her, the pudding did sound delightful. He knew he really shouldn’t waste his money on such trivial pleasures such as deserts, but if need be he could write a letter home and have more money sent at a later date. After all if the salad tasted amazing something with a name like ‘<em>The Little Chocolate Death</em>’ had to taste extreme. <br><br>“Alright, I’ll try the sample. Heh, with a name like that it makes me wonder how it earned it. Did two men get overly excited about who would have the last piece and have a duel with a cake fork and a butter knife?” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 20:02:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth smiled, "Actually, I believe it was a reference to the properties of the chocolate when referenced with an orgasm, better known as the little death. It is a mind blowing experience. I will bring you a sample shortly." She couldn't help but make the reference bold as he didn't seem to want to let the name go. <br><br>She swayed back to the kitchen to pick up a small sample plate and a slice of the cake. It was a very thin slice, but it was still potent.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunday</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 20:26:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Must be really good cake”&nbsp; Runethial muttered under his breath after hearing her explanation for its name. His focus went back to his salad as his hostess left him to retrieve his slice. He savored each taste of it, his mood fast improving with its quality. He doodled in his notepad whilst he ate as he waited for Alyth. Little pictures of flowers and badly drawn rabbits, which he scrawled out afterward after thinking they looked silly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 20:30:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth came out of the back with the little slide of death in her hands. The chocolate was rich in color, the truffles making the icing a deep dark brown and the little raspberries stuck into the icing brought a blush of color to the plain plate.<br><br>"Here you go, Mr. Runethial. Hope you enjoy it as much as the salad." She smiled as she placed the cake on the table. He was still picking at his salad so she left it be.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunday</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 20:56:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Thank you” Runethial said with a smile. He looked at the cake, it seemed very charming. Something to look forward to. So he made good progress on the salad, enjoying every bite. He made some notes on it in his note book, so that he might have a go to recreate it in his own time. <br><br>Once he had finished the salad he put his knife and fork neatly on the plate next to each other. He licked around his mouth to capture any of the sauce that might have escaped, and finished his current glass. He filled it once more to the top and again looked down to address the little piece of chocolate death. He daintily picked up the cake fork and neatly cut off a corner of the cake and popped it into his mouth. <br><br>His taste buds were overcome by chocolaty goodness, rich in taste that seemed to linger even after the mouthful was swallowed. There was several flavours mixed into it, some sort of spice that lay underneath the chocolate, perhaps cinnamon? The truffles were glorious and practically melted in his mouth. <br>He was smiling to himself dreamily as he ate it, a blush creeping onto his face as the cake stirred some inner hunger and he found himself fantasying of a girl he had a huge crush on in his youth. Somehow the cake reminded him of her… but he couldn’t figure out how. Perhaps because he had often spent the money his parents had given him for the week to buy her a treat which she never said thank you for. She sometimes had kissed him on the cheek, except in his mind now that kiss was on the lips, her hands sliding down his back, somewhere a bed had appeared, though on reflection he could not begin to wonder why there was a bed in the middle of a forest. That seemed not to matter in this fantasy as she was no longer the girl, but the woman he had presented flowers to and asked to the summer dance and she had rejected. She was rejecting him now as they lay down kissing, stroking….&nbsp; <br><br>He blinked, his face was a flush of colour. His fork was clinking on the empty plate. He had been enjoying his own personal fantasy so much that he had not noticed when he had finished the last piece. It seemed he had even wiped his finger across the plate to gather up the last of the crumbs and he hadn’t even noticed it. Usually he wouldn’t resort to such appalling table manners. He felt embarrassed for day dreaming of an old fancy in the middle of eating a cake. Worse of all the passionate feeling within him hadn’t died down with the dream, which made him feel frustrated and even more embarrassed.&nbsp; He glanced around in hope that no one else had noticed. Perhaps it was the wine had done it… yes the wine. Though Alyth’s explanation of the cakes name was still present in his mind. He knew of the reputation of the food of this inn… perhaps there was more behind it than he first gave credit for? He looked at the empty wine bottle. … or perhaps it was just the wine. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 21:17:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth watched as Runethial ate the tiny piece of cake, and smiled. Even the elf was not immune to the effects of the cake by the blush that stole his cheeks. It was a flattering look on the cold face and made her wonder what was going on in the mind of such a being to place that strong of embarrassment in his cheeks.<br><br>She waited for a moment before heading to pick up his plates and the empty bottle, "Do you need a place to stay after all that wine, Mr. Runethial?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunday</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 21:28:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Runethial jumped in surprise as Alyth spoke to him, bringing him back from his own private thoughts. He looked at her, and wondered if he was blushing more now than he had before. He couldn’t help but feel she had interrupted him whilst he was doing something dirty and wrong, though he could not even begin to wonder why he felt like this. <br>“Uh yes please… yes… that would be for the best I think” He said, muttering slightly. He rubbed his eye in attempt to clear his head. Perhaps a bottle of wine had been too much.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 21:53:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth smiled and nodded, "Take a moment to gather yourself and I will let my staff know that I am taking you up stairs."<br><br>She moved behind the bar to Chris and Tessa, "Can you both take care of the pub until I return? Our guest has had too much to drink." She smiled and nodded to Mr. Runethial. "Also, Tessa, can you check on Mr. Damien? He has been soaking in his Irish for a while, I think he may be half asleep." She winked at Chris as she went by into the kitchen to find James.<br><br>"James, I'm going to take our Elf friend upstairs. He seems to have had too much to drink." She gave him a light hug and headed back out to the pub.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 00:15:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Alyth spoke Chris expected a flash of jealousy to consume him but instead all he could do was smile.&nbsp; "Sure thing boss, theres only Damien left down here and it looks like maybe he's had too much good Irish."&nbsp; He looked back toward the other customer who looked more and more entranced in his own world than ever before.<br><br>As she came back past he stopped her for a moment and said "Are you sure youll be able to get him upstairs?&nbsp; No offense intended boss but hes a lot bigger than you." Chris' kind suggestion wasnt exactly without an ulterior motive, he didnt want Alyth to throw her back out getting him upstairs before he had a chance with her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 00:42:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth looked between Chris and the newcomer, gauging size. "I think I could use some help if you would be so kind, Chris." She lead the way back to Mr. Runethial, calling over her shoulder to Tessa. "Can you watch the pub while we get him upstairs and comfortable, Tessa?"<br><br>She winked to Tessa and helped Runethial to his feet. "Come on now, Mr. Runethial. I have a lovely warm bed with your name on it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 00:52:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris walked over to Runethial's table, supporting his weight easily and slowly walking him out of the room.&nbsp; "Sorry about all this sir, we're just afraid youll fall down the steps." He smiled, looking over to Tessa and saying quietly "I will be back in but a moment beautiful."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 02:14:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sure thing, Boss.&nbsp; You and Chris take your time.&nbsp; Tessa giggled as she reached down and gave Chris's ass a light squeeze as he left the bar.&nbsp; She headed for Damien's table and smiled at him.&nbsp; Everything okay here, sir?&nbsp; Anything I can get you?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 03:25:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James doffed his cooking attire to come out and help Tessa while the odd elf was moved upstairs. An oddly sympathetic lethargy seemed to infect him, but he concentrated on staying alert until the feeling passed...whenever that would be.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 03:39:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa looked up to smile and wink at James as she waited for Damien's reply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 03:46:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James smiled at her, making sure that she noticed him checking out the little rumpled details from her earlier engagement.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sunday</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 03:50:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“I’m fine.. Really… just a little wine head.” Runethial muttered, but he felt like he was talking to air as the two assisted him. His body still felt flushed from the cake, and being manhandled really wasn’t helping much, but he was never one for complaining about silly things that would just embarrass him further. It was easier to let the pair put him to bed and get some shut eye to sleep off the fuzziness that came with the wine… and hopefully the other affects. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 04:06:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth helped Runethial to the entrance of the &nbsp;Inn (http://174.34.158.178/forums/index.php?topic=30757.0) with Chris' assistance and up to an open room. <br><br>(Please follow link to the &nbsp;Inn (http://174.34.158.178/forums/index.php?topic=30757.0), Chris and Runethial. Thank you.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 06:18:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Meanwhile, Ryan comes down from the Inn and grins at Tessa before heading for the bar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 02:54:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris returned back down the steps and walked back toward the bar, he tapped James on the shoulder and said "Thanks for covering for me, Alyth will be back eventually."<br><br>He walked behind the bar and reached over to squeeze Tessa's ass lightly "Thats payback for earlier" he whispered with a laugh, folding his hands in front of him and resting on the countertop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 14:25:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa decided that Damien had had enough when he didn't answer.&nbsp; She took his glass and winked at Ryan as he came back down the stairs. James, I think we're gonna have to move him to a room, she told him, rubbing against him as she passed to put the dirty glass in the kitchen.<br><br>She came back out to stand behind the bar, giving Chris a wink and a sultry smile as he entered. <div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He walked behind the bar and reached over to squeeze Tessa's ass lightly "Thats payback for earlier" he whispered with a laugh, folding his hands in front of him and resting on the countertop.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She gave him a completely innocent look. Payback for what?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 14:34:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris laughed at Tessa's response and whispered "You pinched me earlier, it only seemed fair.&nbsp; Yours is a lot nicer though, well to look at I mean." He bit his tongue mentally at overstepping the line before looking to Damien.<br><br>"Wow - hes had way too much I think" he laughed and looked over at Tessa "Any ideas?" he asked, stepping a little closer to her.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 15:15:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh all kinds, she answered quietly, voice sultry as she trailed a finger up his arm.&nbsp; But they'll have to wait.&nbsp; In the meantime, why don't you and James help our guest to a room?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 15:56:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James smirked slightly at the comatose dreamer, and used some of his enhancement magic to increase his strength. <strong>"Well, Chris, it would seem our dreamer here could use a nap."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 22:13:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan winks back. After you do that I think I might need to rent a proper room, myself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 01:26:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris looked Tessa and just shook his head, giving a sly smile "You should see the ideas I have." He barely suppressed a laugh before walking over to the now pretty much unconscious Damien.&nbsp; <br><br>"Jimmy, you might want to go around the other side and then we'll just lift him up and carry him."&nbsp; At the sound of Ryan's voice he turned and nodded.&nbsp; "Terribly sorry about all this sir, it seems our Irish was a bit too strong for him.&nbsp; Im sure Tessa will help you find a room for the night - although I was sure you would already have found one with her."<br><br>Biting his lip to stifle a laugh he shook Damien and said "Sir, if you can hear me - could you try and stand up please?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 14:43:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It had been raining outside, and Amy was soaked, her long dark hair dripping and tousled.<br><br>She poked her head round the door and smiled as the smell of a real pub hit her. Seemed friendly enough: the drunk in the middle of the floor, the rumble of male laughter from the corner...<br><br>Yes. Friendly.<br><br>Sauntering to the bar, she twiddled her wet hair with a long, slender finger, waiting to be served in a true English manner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 14:50:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris turned around at the sound of the door and saw the new woman walking in.&nbsp; Quickly glancing back to James struggling with Damien's form he held up his hand and said "Give me a second Jimmy."<br><br>He walked to the bar and smiled warmly "Hi there - sorry about the delay.&nbsp; Im Chris and Im the bartender here - our owner would usually love to come and say hello but shes occupied.&nbsp; Would you care for a drink?"<br><br>Even as he stumbled over the formal greeting only one thought seemed to blast through Chris' mind - this new girl was simply gorgeous, and the wet hair only seemed to enhance her looks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 15:08:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled. "My drink can wait. It doesn't look like your friend over there can." She inclined her head slightly towards the man struggling with the drunk. "And I'm Amy."<br><br>She leaned forward over the bar and grinned. "I want him tucked into bed with a coffee. And then, I'll have a brandy. It's absolutely freezing out there. And I don't suppose there's a bed for the night, is there?"<br><br>Her cheeks were still pink from the cold, as was her nose. She slid her heavy woolen coat down her arms and looked at him. "And somewhere to put this? Sorry. I'm tripping over myself here. Don't even ask me why..." She forced a smile, feeling silly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 16:11:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris smiled and took the coat off the polite young lady, hanging it on the coat stand before saying "Thank you miss, I'll be right back with that brandy."&nbsp; As he walked back into the room he took a quick glance over her form, taking a long breath before he spoke again.<br><br>"Theres plenty of beds upstairs Amy - I'm sure the boss would gladly get you one all set up when shes...finished."&nbsp; Chris blushed automatically at his choice of words before quickly returning to the bar and pouring one of the fine aged brandies into a suitable glass.&nbsp; "Here you are, so you can enjoy watching us struggle."&nbsp; <br><br>He laughed, his eyes meeting hers before breaking the contact, returning to James and Tessa.&nbsp; "Tess, perhaps you might want to show her a menu?&nbsp; And James, lets get Damien upstairs - this guy's out of his skull."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 18:13:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James made a small show of struggling, but with the enhancement on his muscles and his already significant strength from hauling pantry stock, the dead weight was nothing significant. Since he wasn't really struggling, he took most of Damien's weight leaving Chris to guide him up the stairs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 19:54:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa giggled at the boys, menu in hand as she walked over to Amy. She gave Amy the same flirtacious smile she gave the men, agreeing with Chris on the woman's beauty. Hi sweetie.&nbsp; I'm Tessa.&nbsp; What are you in the mood for today?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 03:06:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris was more than impressed with James as they heaved Damien up the stairs.&nbsp; "Some guys just cant handle their Irish" he muttered under his breath, knocking on the first door to make sure it wasnt the same room currently occupied by Rune and the boss.&nbsp; <br>"That new customer - damn, she's something special." Chris murmured as he opened the door, beginning to lead James and Damien toward the bed.&nbsp; He could feel the skin on his neck warming but chose to ignore it for now - he just wanted to get back down to the bar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 05:26:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James smirked at Chris' comment about the newest customer. <strong>"Suren' she is a sight to see!"</strong> He said with his mock accent, and abruptly switched back with a sly grin. <strong>"Do you think she likes chocolate?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 21:23:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=30755.msg1698037#msg1698037">Quote from: BaronS on 07-03-2009, 01:26:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">At the sound of Ryan's voice he turned and nodded.&nbsp; "Terribly sorry about all this sir, it seems our Irish was a bit too strong for him.&nbsp; Im sure Tessa will help you find a room for the night - although I was sure you would already have found one with her."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Ryan chuckles and nods. "That's quite all right. And I did indeed, although it was merely a...temporary one." He winks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 03:55:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I certainly hope she does James" Chris said with a laugh after making sure Damien was asleep on the bed and walking out of the room.&nbsp; He could hear some muffled noises coming from nearby and was sure about who was making them but decided to leave it for now.<br><br>Walking back down the steps he heard Ryan's comment and smirked, returning behind the bar "You look thirsty after all the...um...activities.&nbsp; Would you care for a drink?"&nbsp; He looked across the room to the young woman at the table and Tessa talking to her - a barrage of mental images regarding the both of them hitting him so hard that Chris couldnt help but smile, his eyes glazing over slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 04:00:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James nudged Chris as he began to daydream. Noticing the direction her was looking, her couldn't help but smile. <strong>"Now if that isn't a lovely pair of entrees..."</strong> He noted quietly, but loudly enough for Chris to hear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 04:09:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris chuckled at James' comment before responding under his breath "Best sight Ive seen in a long time."&nbsp; His eyes moved from Tessa to Amy quickly, taking in every detail of the new customers face and figure.&nbsp; He automatically gripped the counter tighter before continuing.<br><br>"So do you think Tessa knows we're watching?" Chris asked - although the answer was probably obvious to everyone in the pub.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 04:16:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James chuckled. <strong>"If she doesn't, I'm going to be disappointed...well, give me a little soda water before I go back to the kitchen- la petite entree looks like she could use a hot meal before someone gets the privilege of getting her out of those wet clothes."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 04:24:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris poured a large soda water and handed it over to James with a smile, always keeping one eye toward the two ladies.&nbsp; "Thanks for the help" he said quietly before leaning over and saying quietly so no one could overhear him, "and if things get more interesting between our two entrees, ill be sure you hear about it."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 05:03:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James headed back to the kitchen with a grin. And to think they were worried about the lack of business earlier- this evening was shaping up as well as all of the others.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 05:11:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa knew exactly when the men came back down, and positioned herself so that they could get the best view of both. She handed the newcomer a menu, leaning over her shoulder, nearly cheek to cheek, as she pointed out the best choices.&nbsp; She winked at Chris, knowing exactly the mental picture she was sending to him, and shifting a bit to give him a better shot of cleavage. She caught James's look and licked her lips, then turned her attention back to the girl.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 09:32:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shepherd's pie sounds good... If that's okay... I know it's a bit late, sorry." She bit her lip. Well, there were no signs, anyway.<br><br>Giggling shyly at the attentions of the two men, clearly noticing their interest. Sipping her brandy and smiling at Chris, she turned to the waitress. "What's he like?" She jerked her head slightly to where Chris was standing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 11:13:33</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=30755.msg1705303#msg1705303">Quote from: BaronS on 10-03-2009, 03:55:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Walking back down the steps he heard Ryan's comment and smirked, returning behind the bar "You look thirsty after all the...um...activities.&nbsp; Would you care for a drink?"&nbsp; He looked across the room to the young woman at the table and Tessa talking to her - a barrage of mental images regarding the both of them hitting him so hard that Chris couldnt help but smile, his eyes glazing over slightly.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Ryan chuckles and nods. "I'd certainly like a drink, another of the same please." He follows Chris' gaze over to the ladies and chuckles, letting the look linger as he waits.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 13:11:43</strong>
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				Chris' eyes bulged slightly as Tessa bent over and showed off her body a little more, feeling the warmth in his cheeks and on his neck spread a little.&nbsp; As if from a hundred miles away he heard Ryan's request and quickly shook himself out of his daydream.<br><br>"Sorry about that sir, another sonic screwdriver coming up."&nbsp; He reached under the counter, mixing the now familiar blend of vodka, curacao and orange juice.&nbsp; He set it in front of Ryan before looking over his shoulder, seeing Amy's small glance toward him.&nbsp; He smiled back and called out "Hows the brandy, gorgeous?" before setting the spirit bottles back under the counter.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 19:28:34</strong>
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				"No need to be sorry. With a view like that who wouldn't be distracted?"<br>Ryan grins and settles back to enjoy his drink, sending appreative glances in the direction of the ladies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 20:02:02</strong>
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				Amy sipped at her brandy and sent a disarming smile over at Chris. "It's lovely. And it was much needed. You been out there tonight? My advice: don't."<br><br>Sensing that she was being watched, her eyes flicked to the guy in front of Chris. What was he looking at?! She turned her head to look behind and ended up looking straight into Tessa's cleavage.<br><br><em>Wow...</em><br><br>She bit hard on her bottom lip. "God, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to, honestly."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 14:11:22</strong>
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				Chris nodded sympathetically, making sure the brandy was close at hand.&nbsp; Something in the back of his mind made him think it would not be this beautiful young woman's only drink this evening.&nbsp; <br>"Thanks greatly for the compliment, but as for the weather it makes me wonder what you're doing wandering these quiet roads on a night such as this?&nbsp; Not meaning to pry or anything, miss.&nbsp; Sorry - Amy."<br><br>Chris watched as Amy turned around and almost put her head into Tessa's cleavage.&nbsp; He bit the inside of his cheek roughly to stop himself laughing at the poor girl's expense - truth be told he was a slight bit jealous about not being in her position.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 04:47:50</strong>
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				Tessa giggled. Don't worry about it at all, honey, she smiled and, with a gentle feathery touch, pushed a lock of hair behind Amy's ear. I'll go put your order in.&nbsp; And we have the perfect way to top it off, too.&nbsp; Death by Chocolate.&nbsp; Most scrumptious cake you'll ever eat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 09:56:34</strong>
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				"Oh yeah? A slice of that too, then please." She forced a smile, feeling totally stupid. As soon as the waitress had walked into the kitchen, Amy's head met the bar. "God..." She groaned, sitting up again and taking a large gulp of her brandy.<br><br>"Was that really obvious?" She asked Chris, looking up at him from the bar. "What's the food like? Be honest. I'll eat it anyway. I'm ravenous." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 10:08:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Dont worry about it" Chris smiled and refilled Amy's glass, slightly more of the brandy in it this time.&nbsp; "Tessa tends to bring out that side of people - men or women."&nbsp; As he put the bottle back under the counter he whispered softly, "Personally I dont think she minds it either way, she loves everyone - but I think she's taken a special liking to you."&nbsp; <br><br>"As for the food here - its the best Ive encountered and Ive been on four continents.&nbsp; Something that Jimmy and the boss does to it just gives it a life of its own everyone loves the dessert too." He gave Amy a friendly smile, feeling himself warming to her very very quickly.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 00:05:07</strong>
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				"I've taken quite a liking to this place. All very... Genuine, isn't it? Better than the city. I suppose anywhere is though, until you've been there long enough to change your mind." She smiled. "How much do I owe you for that?" She asked quietly, gesturing to the newly-filled brandy glass.<br><br>"Which four?" Amy leaned over the bar, looking up at him, genuine interest in her eyes. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 01:39:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan quietly sips his drink with a smile. I can definitly reccomend the chocolate.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 05:42:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa was laughing as she left the kitchen, and smiled hugely at Amy as she delivered the pie.&nbsp; Here ya go, sweety.&nbsp; Guaranteed to warm you up in just a few bites...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 07:09:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I'm originally from Australia, went through Asia then went back home for a little while.&nbsp; &nbsp;My second trip was through North America and Europe, England was my last stop and I just ended up here." Chris responded as he leaned against the countertop, "I was the usual guy between school and college, didnt know what to do so I decided to just travel.&nbsp; Found myself here and never wanted to leave." He shrugged, looking down into Amy's eyes - feeling a warm sensation flood through him and make him flush slightly across his neck and cheeks.<br><br>"Dont worry about paying for the brandy now, if youre staying the night in the inn then we'll give you your bill in the morning."&nbsp; He leaned in closer to her ear before whispering "Dont worry about the first one - thats just to warm you up." He winked before looking over at Tessa and trying to keep his eyes on her face as opposed to those incredible curves.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'll leave you to your dinner Amy." He said, stepping away from her slightly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 17:35:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa leaned against the bar, giving anyone who cared to look a lucious view of cleavage.&nbsp; She watched Amy take that first bite, knowing Alyth would want a play-by-play of the first few bites.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 18:05:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For just a moment, something flashed across Amy's face. "Wow." She glanced across at Chris and felt a light flutter in her tummy. "Does it always taste this good?" She asked, a little louder than she usually would as he'd moved away. She followed his eyes over to Tessa and felt her heart sink. It was understandable, certainly, but he'd seemed... Interested. <br><br>She shrugged it off and went back to her food. It really was delicious.<br><br>Why was she bothered anyway? She'd only known him for a couple of minutes. It didn't matter. Placing her fork at the edge of her plate, she took a sip of her drink.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 20:32:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa smiled encouragingly at Amy.&nbsp; Cooking is James and Alyth's passion.&nbsp; Everything is scrumptious.&nbsp; Just wait till you get to the cake.&nbsp; She winked and waltzed back to the kitchen to harrass James.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 03:49:14</strong>
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				James came out with the cake for Amy. <strong>"Sweets for the sweet. La petite morte de chocolate...I think you'll find it goes well with the rest of the meal."</strong> He smiled pleasantly at her. <strong>"I do hope you enjoyed the entree- take your time enjoying this."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 04:29:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris nodded and said "If anything else the more you eat the better it tastes."&nbsp; He moved back to where Amy was, obviously from the look in her eyes she wanted him to come back.&nbsp; "So - what do you do when youre not wandering the backroads in the rain?"<br><br>Chris smiled as James came back with her dessert...he looked down at it before he said admiringly of the food, "Jimmy, in all honesty I dont think the boss could do better than that.&nbsp; Youve definately got a talent."&nbsp; He refilled Amy's brandy and leaned over the counter slightly, waiting to see what shed think of the meal.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 10:54:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled, "You're just saying that to make me finish it. I like painting. That's why I came here, it's a really pretty place. When it's not tipping it down, that is." Picking her fork up again, she started to eat. "You're right, you... it's pretty damn gorgeous." She corrected herself quickly, her hair beginning to dry off now, but she still got the occasional cold drip down her back.<br><br>"That looks good too..." She grinned up at James. "Thanks."<br><br>"Oh God... Now it's sat there teasing me... You and your bloody recommendations!" She laughed, still marvelling at the taste of the pie.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 13:26:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris bit his lip as he heard Amy quickly correct herself but decided to let it pass for a moment.&nbsp; "A painter? Thats great...I was never much of an artist to be honest, although I could draw a pretty good stick figure." He laughed as he watched her devour her pie with great enthusiasm.&nbsp; It wasnt until she reached for her glass again he decided to make sure she knew he hadnt missed the original comment.<br><br>He leant in close to her, almost until his lips were against her ear before whispering - in a voice so quiet he was sure no one else could hear him "For the record - YOU are pretty damn gorgeous yourself."&nbsp; He pulled back, feeling his own heart beating so fast he was scared Amy would be able to see it thumping through his shirt.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 23:54:51</strong>
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				She had to bite on the inside of her cheek to stop herself from arguing with him. <br><br><em>Come on, accept the compliment... He must like you... Right?</em><br><br>She pecked him lightly on the cheek, attempting flirty, but that had never really been her forte. Her breath caught in her throat, but now, she was determined to make him interested.<br><br>Amy reached up and stroked his other cheek very gently. "Definitely gorgeous..." She giggled and decided to risk a cautious kiss on the lips, just out of curiosity. Would he be annoyed with her? Throw her out? Or maybe just kiss back for a second?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 14:31:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth watched from the doorway, and glowing smile on her face as the new customer seemed interested in Chris. She checked out the newest guest. A sweet face, the artistic type, her and Chris would get along beautifully.<br><br>She winked at Tessa and James as she headed back to the kitchen. She had energy enough for a few nights thanks to Runethial and had every intention of making use of it. She set about making everything ready for the next day, cleaning as she went a happy humming tune following behind her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 15:46:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James smiled slightly at how well the newcomer and Chris were doing and wandered back to the bar to watch how things developed, both with the meal and with the flirtation. When he saw Alyth peeking in from the kitchen, he was surprised...she was glowing from all the life she'd absorbed. Maybe having the elf here had been a great thing, rather than a bad one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 16:16:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris accepted Amy's kiss lightly, letting his lips press against hers for a few moments before pulling away.&nbsp; His hand was on top of hers on the counter and he squeezed it gently.&nbsp; "Tell you what, when I get off shift we'll have a long drink.&nbsp; Or something along those lines."&nbsp; He smiled warmly and leaned forward to kiss her again but the sound of footsteps coming down the hall made him turn around suddently.<br><br>"Oh - hey boss!" He said, a little shocked at Alyth standing there behind him, "Apologies about not calling for you but we all thought it best.&nbsp; This is Amy - she's been here a little while now." He could see the look of her and knew Rune must have shown her a good time.&nbsp; Any trace of jealousy he may had been washed away by the fresh atmosphere of the pub and looking over into the new customers gorgeous face, he couldnt help but hope that the end of his shift was coming soon.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 17:10:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth was caught before she could reach the kitchen. She turned with a smile to Amy, "A pleasure to meet you Miss Amy. I see you are being well cared for. You are in capable hands with Chris."<br><br>She winked softly to Chris and whispered as she passed, "I can handle the bar if you need a break."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 21:31:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan, noticing Alyth's return, looks up and nods to her with a smile, indicating he wished to speak with her when she had a moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 23:17:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure..." She grinned, not looking away from Chris for more than a moment to glance at the woman. She looked exceedingly healthy, more&nbsp; than Amy would have if she ran a pub this good. It must take a lot of hard work, she mused.<br><br>Amy smiled. His hand was still on hers. It was warm. Come to think of it, she felt considerably warmer than she had for a while.<br><br>Her eyes caught his and she giggled cutely and looked down. "Sorry..." She said softly, not quite knowing why.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 00:49:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth noticed Ryan's look and smiled to Chris and Amy as she headed away. Her smiled spread as she approached Ryan. "How has your stay with us been so far, Mr. Ryan?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 01:30:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Far more than anything I've ever experienced anywhere else, ma'am. He smiled back broadly. And please, just call me Ryan. I was thinking if maybe I could take a room for a longer stay, in fact?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 03:17:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth's smile increased. "Yes, that can be arranged, Ryan." She was glad they would have a regular in the Inn. "I will make the arrangements. Was your previous room to your liking?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 03:53:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Think nothing of it" he whispered, squeezing gently again and looking over his shoulder to the boss.&nbsp; "Thanks a lot but it will depend on what this young lady has to say.&nbsp; <br><br>Chris turned back to Amy and said "The boss is offering for me to take a bit of&nbsp; a break...how about when you finish your dessert we'll go somewhere a bit more quiet."&nbsp; He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead, feeling the icy cold drips of water there and tried his best not to blush.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 05:32:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=30755.msg1729485#msg1729485">Quote from: Moonhare on 19-03-2009, 03:17:44</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Alyth's smile increased. "Yes, that can be arranged, Ryan." She was glad they would have a regular in the Inn. "I will make the arrangements. Was your previous room to your liking?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Well...to be completely honest I didn't pay much attention to anything other than the bed. He chuckles with his cheeks slightly flushing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 05:55:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I will check into that for you, Ryan." She winked as she headed back to the kitchen a happy sway to her hips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 06:02:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan watched Alyth as she left, the sway of her hips almost mesmerising him before he chuckled and pulled his attention back to his drink.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 22:29:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Miriana stepped into the pub area and pulled the hood off her head, shaking the stray hairs out of her eyes.&nbsp; It was cold and wet outside, and she wanted nothing more than to get warm. Well, maybe a job. Maybe they were hiring...<br><br>She found a table and slid the dripping cloak off her shoulders, draping it carefully over an empty chair at the table. She reached back and shook out all that thick, damp chestnut hair, hoping it would dry a little before she was finished.&nbsp; Her dress was low cut and designed to show off her curves, and the lights in the room glinted off the red and copper highlights in her hair. <br><br>She sat her bag by her chair and looked around, hoping there was someone free to take her order.&nbsp; She shivered as the wind blew the rain against the windows, and the goosbumps that suddenly appeared on her skin hardened her nipples.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 00:20:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd like that... Lots. But I don't think I'll finish this any time soon, the portions here are huge, and though it looks delish, I don't think I'll be able to eat... Finish, that cake. Help me, and I'd love to." She smiled coyly at him.<br><br>"Go and grab another fork..." Amy giggled as she watched him scamper off.<br><br><em>I think he's interested...</em> She thought to herself, happily. She felt truly special, but Christ, she hoped he'd hurry back. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 02:17:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris smiled at Amy's suggestion - in his mind he had already been putting a couple of facts together and it seemed whoever ate the chocolate cake seemed to end up upstairs.&nbsp; Maybe they were adding something to it behind the scenes...he almost instinctively said no but then looked across the countertop.&nbsp; <br><br>Amy's eyes seemed to twinkle as she waited for his answer and in that moment Chris didnt care what they put into the cake mix.&nbsp; In fact, nothing much else seemed to matter in general.&nbsp; He reached under the counter and pulled out a fork and smiled. <br><br>"Absolutely, gorgeous." he said, getting a large forkful of it and holding it to his mouth.&nbsp; He wasnt too sure if he was allowed to eat a customers dessert, but unless the boss told not to - he was definately going to enjoy sharing this cake with Amy.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 02:22:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan looks over to the newcomer and nods in greeting, as he finishes his drink.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 04:00:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				So what'll be? Tessa asked the newcomer as she approached the table, that teasing smile still in place.<br><br>Hot cocoa with peppermint Schnapp's? And you wouldn't happen to know if the owner is hiring, would you?&nbsp; Miriana answered.<br><br>Tessa giggled.&nbsp; Yes on the cocoa, and I'll ask on the job. How long you been working in bars and inns?<br><br>Since before I can remember, Miri giggled back, instantly liking the barmaid. What's good eats here?<br><br>Oh everything's good.&nbsp; But I'd go for the shephards pie.&nbsp; Warm you right up.&nbsp; And follow it up with Death by Chocolate.&nbsp; Gods, but you won't find&nbsp; anything to match it anywhere.<br><br>Ok.&nbsp; Ya sold me.&nbsp; I'll take it.<br><br>Be right back with it, Tessa grinned, swishing her hips as she walkled to the kitchen to put in the order.&nbsp; Chris was busy, so she decided to put the order in first, then make the drink herself. She stepped into the kitchen, giving the order to James and the request to Alyth.&nbsp; She watched as Chris took a bite of the cake and smiled.&nbsp; He'd be out for the rest of the night, but she couldn't blame him. She poured the Schnapps into the the hot cocoa and delivered it to Miriana.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 04:11:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James was at the bar when the newcomer came in, and he suddenly found his eyes glued to her. He smiled a small smile at her request and headed back to the kitchen. One warm, relaxed, lovestruck girl coming up!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 04:12:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris quickly put the fork back on the plate before he turned to Tessa and gave her the bottle of schnapps.&nbsp; "Sorry Tessa -was a mite bit distracted there."&nbsp; He laughed and watched her go - noticing the attractive new woman who walked into the pub before looking back to Amy.&nbsp; <br><br>"I think I should tell the boss I'll take that break now" he whispered, feeling his body warm in an instant and his hand begin to tremble.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 00:59:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth coming from the kitchen, her hands wiping off on her apron, approached the young lady with a smile. She took a liking to the lady's open smile and slipped into the booth with her, a warm smile in place. <br><br>"Welcome to The Witch's Mound Pub and Inn. I'm Alyth, the owner. Tessa Asked me to come out and say ello and that you mentioned yer in need of a job?" Her smile was warm and inquisitive, her hazel eyes lit from behind making the golden glow almost a strange shade of green.<br><br>"I would like to hear some of you past work, if you don't mind of course."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 09:30:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You OK?" She asked, a little worried. She'd seen the slight tremor in his hand, and she reached out to grab it. As the warmth spread through his body, she watched his face flush. "Cake that good?" She smiled a little.<br><br>"How long are your breaks?" Amy looked up at him, her eyes big and blue. She still hadn't let go of his hand, and didn't really want to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 03:30:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Alyth coming from the kitchen, her hands wiping off on her apron, approached the young lady with a smile. She took a liking to the lady's open smile and slipped into the booth with her, a warm smile in place. <br><br>"Welcome to The Witch's Mound Pub and Inn. I'm Alyth, the owner. Tessa Asked me to come out and say ello and that you mentioned yer in need of a job?" Her smile was warm and inquisitive, her hazel eyes lit from behind making the golden glow almost a strange shade of green.<br><br>"I would like to hear some of you past work, if you don't mind of course."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>Miri looked appraised Alyth's body with pleasure as she approached...until she realized this was the owner. Her smile widened as Alyth slid into the booth with her, and tried to supress her feelings. No sense blowing a chance at a job. I've been in and out of Inns, pubs, and taverns all my life.&nbsp; My uncle owned the only Inn in the small town I grew up in.&nbsp; When farming was slow, I would work there for extra money.&nbsp; I can cook, clean, tend bar, wait tables....entertain...&nbsp; whatever you need.&nbsp; I've even worked as the bouncer at a few places. She took another sip of the hot cocoa and tried to keep her eyes on Alyth's gorgeous eyes.&nbsp; It didn't work.&nbsp; Damn but she was a fine looking woman...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 03:36:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris smiled and brought Amy's hand to his lips, kissing the back of it softly before he whispered to her.&nbsp; "I dont know, maybe you should go and ask my boss over there how long I can have.&nbsp; Im sure she'll give you a better deal than I could get." <br><br>He laughed, cutting a piece of cake with the edge of the fork and held it up to Amy's lips.&nbsp; "You have to try this - its honestly the best I've ever had.&nbsp; Go on, open up beautiful."&nbsp; He winked and quickly looked over her shoulder.&nbsp; The boss was talking with Tessa and a new girl who's name he hadnt picked up yet.&nbsp; The three of them together, the total difference of outfits and looks made it seem like a very interesting threesome indeed.<br><br>Chris bit his cheek as he realised even his thoughts were in the gutter tonight and returned his eyes to Amy, watching her intently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 04:26:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=30755.msg1740822#msg1740822">Quote from: MzNurse on 24-03-2009, 03:30:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>Miri looked appraised Alyth's body with pleasure as she approached...until she realized this was the owner. Her smile widened as Alyth slid into the booth with her, and tried to supress her feelings. No sense blowing a chance at a job. I've been in and out of Inns, pubs, and taverns all my life.&nbsp; My uncle owned the only Inn in the small town I grew up in.&nbsp; When farming was slow, I would work there for extra money.&nbsp; I can cook, clean, tend bar, wait tables....entertain...&nbsp; whatever you need.&nbsp; I've even worked as the bouncer at a few places. She took another sip of the hot cocoa and tried to keep her eyes on Alyth's gorgeous eyes.&nbsp; It didn't work.&nbsp; Damn but she was a fine looking woman...<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Alyth could feel the interest pouring off the young woman and she returned a soft welcoming smile. "We are a small family here and as of yet business is slow. I will give you tonight to see if you like the place and if it suits both of our needs. Should that be the case then I will ask you to remain." She already knew the woman's order would be on the way out from the kitchen. <br>"Enjoy your meal, Ms.?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 09:27:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amy blushed lightly and opened her mouth, then closed it around the rich, moist cake. Almost immediately, she felt her fingers tingle, and warmth prickling from her toes up through her body. A soft moan escaped her. "God, that's good!"<br><br>She stood up, but her legs shook under her and she stumbled, but quickly righted herself. As Alyth stood, Amy jumped in and smiled, "I don't suppose Chris could take his break now, could he? I'd <em>love</em> to get to know him a bit better, you see..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 05:16:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miriana...or just Miri.&nbsp; And thanks! she answered.&nbsp; Did you want me to start right after I eat?&nbsp; Or start now and eat later?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 07:00:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth was a bit overcome by both ladies speaking at the same time, but smiled. <br><br>"Miri, you can start tomorrow after you get a feel for the place." Her hazel eyes merry.<br><br>Turning to Amy and Chris, she winked, "He has the rest of the evening off if he so wishes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 10:08:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amy bit her bottom lip hard. "Thanks a lot!" She grinned, grabbing Chris's hand. "So now come round here and help. It's quite rich, isn't it?" She dug back in to her shepherd's pie, looking over at Chris occasionally. "It's <em>very</em> good though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 10:23:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan looks up from where he's taken a seat at a table, quietly reading, and chuckles, sending a wink in their direction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 13:15:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris could have almost leapt the bar in a single motion he felt so relieved.&nbsp; But instead he forced himself to be calm...even though their was a warmth flowing through his body he managed to get himself a large measure of a local scotch and walk around to the other side of the bar, sitting down beside Amy.&nbsp; <br><br>"It is, very good" he mumbled around his first mouthful of the pie, feeling the warmth almost down to his toes.&nbsp; He looked over at Amy - every small detail of her face seemed to etch themselves into his mind.&nbsp; She was beautiful...and more and more all he could think of was dragging her upstairs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 02:23:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miri smiled at Tessa and took her first bite of the shephards pie.&nbsp; Her entire body wanted to melt with the tastes and the feelings that ran through her.&nbsp; For the first time all day, she felt warm and relaxed and ...human... She took another bite and savored it all the more, and before she knew it, the pie was gone and she was scraping the dish.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 08:27:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She rested a small hand on his thigh and smiled, budging a little closer to him. "One more drink after this, and then I've really got to get out of these clothes." She said, almost apologetically, thinking that hewouldn't be interested. She hoped he was, and he seemed to like her, but he wouldn't want to go up to bed with her, she was sure. Why did he have to be so gorgeous?<br><br>She lifted her hand slowly, brushing against his tummy on the way up to his cheek. Gently, she kissed his lips, before moving back down and over his tummy again, lightly skimming his crotch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 13:04:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris groaned softly as he felt Amy's hand brush against him.&nbsp; Almost automatically he looked around the pub, but seeing no one looking in his particular direction he shrugged away the embarrassed feeling and leaned toward her to kiss her neck lightly.<br><br>"Sounds like a great idea to me, Amy.&nbsp; How about I grab a key and we get out of here?"&nbsp; He asked - although it wasnt a question.&nbsp; His hand, previously brushing her thigh lightly hand now moved higher to tease her through her jeans, playing with the button on them.&nbsp; He desperately wanted to undo it but he knew better than to do it here in front of everyone.&nbsp; His nails grazed the skin between her top and jeans and whispered "I dont think I can wait anymore."&nbsp; <br><br>He knew from the way Amy was touching him she would have felt how hard he was underneath his trousers...and even though he had been that way earlier in the day from Tessa and Alyth - she had undoubtedly had the biggest reaction on him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 13:37:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa smiled at Miri and traded the empty plate for the cake. I'm telling you, its the best thing you'll ever taste.<br><br>Miri smiled. That shephards pie was delicious.&nbsp; You were right...warmed me right up. She dug into the cake as Tessa went to refill her drink and take the dishes to the kitchen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>05-04-2009, 05:34:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth came back from teasing poor James in the kitchen to keep an eye on the bar while Chris was away. He seemed to have found himself someone for the night. That would give her time to orchestrate a well deserved respite to avoid the questions she wasn't ready to answer.<br><br>Her eyes swept the pub, keeping to Ryan and Miri's tables as the pub was quiet. She had made arrangements for Ryan to be reunited with his previous room, and for a longer stay to be established. Miri would most likely need a room as well. Alyth would make certain to keep her close, before unleashing her on the patrons. A soft smile brushed her lips at the thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 21:26:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan, meanwhile, gets up from his table and heads over in Alyth's direction.<br>I believe I'll be retiring for the afternoon, if it isn't a bother for me to go ahead and take my room? he asks with a smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 21:39:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth gave Ryan a soft smile, "You room is ready, Mr. Ryan, whenever you are ready. I had the room cleaned while you where down here and if there is anything more you need, please call room service. Thank you for staying with us, Mr. Ryan."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>07-04-2009, 02:59:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miriana looked up at Alyth and smiled, the cake working its magic on her system.&nbsp; Her eyes twinkled as she looked once again looked the woman over appraisingly and licked her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>07-04-2009, 05:01:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth's attention was caught be Miriana as she finished speaking with Mr. Ryan. She excused herself politely and approached the young woman with a gracious smile, "And you my dear, how are you enjoying your cake?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>07-04-2009, 10:53:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=30755.msg1771854#msg1771854">Quote from: Moonhare on 06-04-2009, 21:39:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Alyth gave Ryan a soft smile, "You room is ready, Mr. Ryan, whenever you are ready. I had the room cleaned while you where down here and if there is anything more you need, please call room service. Thank you for staying with us, Mr. Ryan."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Thank <em>you</em>, ma'am. I believe I may be staying here for quite awhile, indeed. He'll go to take Alyth's hand and kiss the back of it as a gentleman should before heading to his room, sending a knowing glance in Miriana's direction before chuckling and heading off to rest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>07-04-2009, 12:44:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amy giggled as she felt him harden. "I think that's a good plan." She looked up at him. "But what say we finish food first?" She loved making him wait, seeing his face flush with the effort of keeping decent in public.<br><br>She took another forkful of hr chocolate cake, having lost her appetite for the shepherd's pie, wanting to get straight up to bed with Chris. He was gorgeous, but then so were all the other guys in the room. It gave her some very nice ideas. She couldn't stop herself from staring at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>07-04-2009, 14:57:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris watched as Amy's eyes began to flit all over the room and silently wondered what she was thinking about.&nbsp; He bit his lip as her hand brushed him for a moment and impulsively took another large bite of the cake.&nbsp; With his mind already firmly in his pants the cake's usual power seemed to increase and hit him almost like a punch. <br><br>He groaned softly and leaned over to whisper into her ear "Whats on your mind, Amy?"&nbsp; His breath raced down her shoulder and he squeezed her knee affectionately, waiting for her response.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 01:02:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=30755.msg1773000#msg1773000">Quote from: Moonhare on 07-04-2009, 05:01:57</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Alyth's attention was caught be Miriana as she finished speaking with Mr. Ryan. She excused herself politely and approached the young woman with a gracious smile, "And you my dear, how are you enjoying your cake?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Tessa was right.&nbsp; Best cake I've ever tasted. Her voice had almost a sultry tone to it, and her eyes continued to wander.&nbsp; The thought that this may very well cost the possible flitted thru her mind, only to be followed by thoughts of Alyth looked like under those clothes...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 07:37:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth's smile grew as Miri spoke higly of the dessert. "I am glad you are enjoying it. If there is anything more, just let me know."<br><br>Alyth had noticed the looks Miri was sending her. It was not that she would have minded taking the woman up on the offer that was oozing from her pores, but Alyth wasn't sure this was the right time. Miri might think that the job was right for her for the wrong reason. She would give the lady until closing to see how she felt about the place first.<br><br>"How are you enjoying the Pub?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>09-04-2009, 02:11:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I think its quiet tonight because of the weather. She smiled up at Alyth, a twinkle in her eye and a dimple in her cheek. I can't wait to see it full and kicking. I bet this place could really set you back on your heels at times.&nbsp; Especially with food this great!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>09-04-2009, 06:59:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth gave the woman a smile, "Yeah, when the weather is clear, maybe. We are still new here, so it may take until the tourist seasons come to really get the place jumpin'." Alyth began to feel the woman would fit in just fine with the others of their small family. <br><br>"Feel free to mingle with the staff. I will see about getting you settled in after closing, if that would be your wish to stay."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>09-04-2009, 20:09:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How wet I am, and how much I need to get out of these clothes..." She grinned, knowing his mind was in the gutter. Lightly, she stroked his thigh and chuckled.<br>She brought the fork back up to her lips, then appeared to change her mind and fed the cake to him instead. Amy stood and pulled him up with her. She'd left all her food unfinished, which said a lot for her eagerness on Chris.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>10-04-2009, 02:18:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miri smiled at Alyth. I would love that. Thank you.&nbsp; She couldn't help her fidgeting.&nbsp; Why was she suddenly so horny? Do you have a privy?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>10-04-2009, 02:47:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth gave a knowing smile and pointed to a hallway off the side of the kitchen. "That should get you taken care of."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>11-04-2009, 02:36:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James glanced at Alyth from the door of the kitchen, using a cantrip to let him speak with his eyes to his Master. <strong><em>Are you really letting her get all wound up from the cake and giving her no one to play with?</em></strong> tilting his head towards to the aspiring new worker.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>11-04-2009, 21:27:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miriana took a deep breath and slowly slid out of her seat.&nbsp; She wanted....oh, gods, she wanted....but fingers would have to do. She set her mind to it and walked, albeit a little unsteadily, towards the hallway.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 01:55:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth rose a brow at James. Did he really think she was in that bad of need? Looking back to the woman, she watched the motion of the woman's gait and smiled softly. She would be kind and help the lady out. She waited until Miri was technically in the kitchen area of the Pub before following her in.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 02:05:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James' own eyebrow rose. It wasn't like his master to underestimate the effects of her creations. <strong><em>If you'd prefer not to give her...the wrong idea...I can take care of it.</em></strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 02:09:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth gave a small smile. "I do believe she is more into the gentler gender, but if you would care to check on her first and get a feel for her. I would not be objectionable to it. Let me know if she would rather have my attention." She leaned back against the door frame and waited for the outcome.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 02:17:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James almost laughed out loud. In this place, the 'gentler gender' was not the most accurate term to use. He continued to use the cantrip, as being overheard in this fashion was not desirable where others might overhear. <strong><em>I assume you did not reciprocate because you don't want a puppy dog for an employee...I consider that a wise move. I'll certainly get you or Tessa if her needs are not ones I can provide for.</em></strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 03:02:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth nods and gives a grateful smile. "Thank you, you are a prince among us."<br><br>She wipes her hands on her apron, waiting to see if she will in fact be needed. She didn't usually mix business and employees with her other appetites. Not only that, but she was still rather full from the Elf that was sleeping it off upstairs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 03:16:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This time, James did chuckle a bit. <strong><em>Hardly a prince...she caught my eye as she came in. Here's to hoping she'll work well with us...</em></strong> He thought to her as he followed the girl into the water closet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 14:13:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Miriana closed the door behind her and leaned against the wall, running her hands down her body and shivering at the feel.&nbsp; Every inch of her skin seemed to be ultrasensative, and she let out a quiet moan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 16:29:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris eagerly watched Miriana wander off and James follow quickly, giving a small chuckle at the look in his eyes.&nbsp; Then, as he finished the last mouthful of cake Amy had fed him - it was as though every ounce of control left him.&nbsp; He lightly ran his fingers across her chocolate stained lips before they both stood up together.&nbsp; Chris quickly prayed that his arousal wouldnt be that obvious to everyone else in the room before he began to wander out of the room with Amy.&nbsp; <br><br>When he approached the doorway though, he lowered his head and pressed his lips to her ear before whispering.&nbsp; "If we dont get upstairs soon Im going to lose my job because Im going to press you against this door right here and take you harder than youve ever had it before."&nbsp; He kissed behind her ear for a long second, waiting for her response as he took her toward the inn.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cattycutie</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 19:25:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Amy's eyes lit up. "Oh, indeed?" She grinned and made her way back to her seat. She could feel herself coming close to losing control completely, but she perservered and fought to stay calm. As if just to tease, she ran her long, slender finger around the rim of her half-full brandy glass before raising it to her lips. She sipped and crossed her legs, hoping desperately that she could calm herself.<br><br>She shook her head, knowing it was impossible. She tipped the brandy down her throat and ran round to him, grabbed his hand eagery, then realised she didn't know where she was going. A sheepish step back and a glance up at him, and they were halfway up the stairs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-04-2009, 01:57:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris smiled and wrapped his arms around Amy, lifting her up into the air.&nbsp; He supported her weight easily against him and, after a quick look around, brought his lips down onto hers in a long, hard kiss.&nbsp; As he kissed her his hands slipped down her back to cup her backside and push her against him - but then he relaxed for a moment, remembering Alyth's rule.&nbsp; <br><br>Chris looked down and kissed her once more before whispering "The rooms are this way..." and carried Amy down the hallway.<br><br><em>(OK...I suggest this is taken to the inn now)</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>29-04-2009, 03:47:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James came out of the bathroom discreetly, looking for his master. When he found Alyth, he moved close so he wouldn't be overheard. <strong>"I think we have a keeper, here. Do you mind if I take some time and take her upstairs?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>29-04-2009, 05:40:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth was busy playing with the spices, sniffing and blinking with a smile at all the containers. Feeling James close to her, she peeked over her shoulder.<br><br>"You already know that you can. Thank you for telling me. I can handle the kitchen for the evening. Show her a warm welcome, James."<br><br>She winked and giggled not unlike a younger woman would have. She really needed to spend more time with that Rune. He was good for her age.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Dragon</strong> on <strong>29-04-2009, 15:53:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James grinned and headed to the front desk, grabbing a key for one of his favorite rooms. Something occurred to him, and he headed back to his master. <strong>"I won't be all night- after all, we have to test the chocolate dessert, don't we?"</strong> he asked with a wide smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>29-04-2009, 19:03:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth gave him a smile. "I can wait until you are ready James. I have had a filling night." She left it at that, though the woman was still softly glowing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 15:48:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finding the effects of the cake still lingering a little, and thus it being impossible to sleep, Ryan wanders back down to the pub, nodding to Alyth with a smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 23:49:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth smiled at Ryan as he made his way back into the pub. Things had quieted down from the afternoon's late rush and would remain until after people from the area got off of work. About seven or eight o'clock would see another rush before the cleanup and close of the evening. <br><br>"How are you, Mr. Ryan. Is the room well suited to your needs or was there something else I could do for you?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>09-05-2009, 04:18:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'm doing quite well, thank you ma'am, Ryan acknowledges with a nod and smile as he settles into a seat. And the room is excellent. I just found I wasn't up to resting yet so I thought I'd get a drink, perhaps?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>10-05-2009, 04:56:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth could mix a drink or two if needed. She hadn't spent all those years just in the kitchen. Giving Ryan a warm smile, "What is your pleasure, Mr. Ryan. I am sure I can work any drink you are in the mood for."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>10-05-2009, 10:17:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A slight flush comes to his cheeks at the question of his pleasure, but Ryan collects himself and smiles. Well I supppose I wouldn't mind a dry martini - stirred, not shaken. He winks. And, forgive me, but there's no need to call me Mr. Ryan. I hear that and I start looking around for my father.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>12-05-2009, 05:37:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth gave Ryan a soft smile and winked, "As you wish Ryan."<br><br>She took her time getting to the bar, letting her backside sway in the natural rhythm that was her un-rushed self. The drink didn't take her long to make, though she knew Chris more apt at mixing then her. <br><br>It was momentarily that she came back with the glass in her hand. Placing it before him, she whispered, "I hope that wets your palate."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>12-05-2009, 07:24:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan watches her go, not <em>quite</em> discreetly, smiling a little at the swaying, then trying to corral his thoughts a little. But often finding them drifting back in Tessa's direction...<br><br>When Alyth returns with the drink, he looks up with a warm smile. Thank you, Miss Alyth. His cheeks flush a little again at the whisper, and he chuckles softly. If you mean for another cake, I think I might be willing to eat those all the time...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>12-05-2009, 23:22:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth smiled warmly, "Is that a request for another slice?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>13-05-2009, 07:57:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan only hesitated for only an instant before nodding. I would rather think that it is, yes, please.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 04:55:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth's green eyes were amused, "As you wish, Ryan."<br><br>She returned to the kitchen, slicing a piece off the cake waiting and garnishing it before placing it near the fire to soften slightly. Taking those few minutes, she penned a quick note to Tessa that Mr. Ryan was interested in spending some time with her if she was interested.<br><br>Returning moments later, she placed the cake and a fresh fork in front of Ryan. "Enjoy your treat, Ryan."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 05:29:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thank you, ma'am. I'm sure I certainly will be enjoying it, were it even only one-tenth as good as the first slice it would be beyond heavenly.<br><br>Smiling happily, he picks up his fork to take that first delicious bite.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>15-05-2009, 22:25:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan's words brought a beaming smile to Alyth's lips. <br><br>"Thank you, Ryan. Enjoy."<br><br>She moved back to the bar, cleaning up the remains from making his drink. She figured it was getting close to closing time as the rain outside had slowed business to a crawl. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>17-05-2009, 09:50:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I will. Smiling back happily, Ryan sets to work on his cake with gusto, its effects quickly kicking in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>17-05-2009, 17:24:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tessa slipped into the bar area and up behind Alyth.&nbsp; Are we closing soon?&nbsp; It's getting dark, and the weather is keeping many of the customers away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>17-05-2009, 17:38:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth nodded with a soft smile, "Yes, I am starting to clean up for the night." The cleaning cloth in her hand, she busied herself wiping the tops of the counters. <br><br>"Did you get my note?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzNurse</strong> on <strong>17-05-2009, 17:49:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yes, I did. She started collecting the scattered menus and putting them away. Do you think, she giggled, that James will be finished in time to serve his special dessert?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>17-05-2009, 19:01:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alyth's soft smile increased, "I do hope so. He has made a grand promise with this one. I would like to have a go with it before I retire for the evening."<br><br>She began moving around to unoccupied tables to wipe them and their chairs, making them clean and ready for the next day. Only Ryan's table was occupied now. James and Chris were both busy, and it seemed Tessa would have someone to occupy her time shortly. <br><br>They would all meet up in the kitchen for the final cleanup and a taste of this most promised dessert.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [The Sorceress' Kitchen] The Witch's Mound Pub</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta Echo</strong> on <strong>19-05-2009, 05:18:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ryan looks up and smiles broadly at seeing Tessa, gently motioning for her to come over if she wished, his desire for her clearly visible in his eyes.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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