| 4 years ago :: Feb 07, 2009 - 9:14PM #51 | |
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To bad there is so much rabid troll poop all over this board. It has even contaminated the inn.
It is gonna take a lot more then sage and potato soup to rescue this once sacred space. |
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| 4 years ago :: Feb 07, 2009 - 11:42PM #52 | |
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So...? We got cedar. Wanna borrow my hip boots?
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| 4 years ago :: Feb 07, 2009 - 11:42PM #53 | |
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So...? We got cedar. Wanna borrow my hip boots?
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| 4 years ago :: Feb 08, 2009 - 12:30PM #54 | |
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Yeah good Idea!
We can call up Water to flood the Inn. Divert a River or two. Between the Spirit of warrior like Hercules and the Storms and Lightening bolts of Thor everything is possible! Then we can re-consecrate the Mead of inspiration at the Inn. Guests who bad mouth a hostess in her own space don't deserve respect. |
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| 4 years ago :: Feb 08, 2009 - 3:37PM #55 | |
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Ottr walks up the stairs to the Inn, cleaning supplies juggled between hands as she fumbles with the door latch. Exasperated, she sighs and looks to the sky for a little help. With a rustle of leaves through the tree’s, and a rumble across the sky, the door to the Inn swings open and thuds softly against the wall.
Ottr steps across the threshold and walks to the kitchen, intent on a little early spring cleaning. After placing her supplies on the counter, she thanks Amber as she accepts a mug of hot coffee, and nods to Gray while taking stock of the chores that need to be done. She walks first to the stuffed chairs by the fireplace, picks up the community blanket and heads back to the still open front door. Standing on the porch steps she shakes the must, dust, and all manner of bad energy from it’s cherished softness. She then throws it over the porch railing to soak up the remaining mists from the recent storm and fresh breezes blowing through. Nodding her head in satisfaction, Ottr walks back into the Inn, and opens the windows next. The air is cool yet, but fresh and welcome. Ottr then grabs a broom and starts to sing as she sweeps. Runes of strength and runes of healing reverberate throughout the Inn. She makes her way through the entire Inn, and works once more to the open front door where she sweeps out what she has collected. Putting up the broom, she gathers the community blanket, shakes it once more and returns it to it’s place by the fire. Rounding the Inn, she closes things up again and stops to refill her mug on her way back to the fire to sit and warm her hands. Looking around the Inn she is satisfied, it‘s a start anyway. She pulls the blanket around her, grabs a new book to read and promptly dozes off before the first page is finished. |
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| 4 years ago :: Feb 08, 2009 - 5:21PM #56 | |
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| 4 years ago :: Feb 08, 2009 - 7:54PM #57 | |
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Lena--I think some white light might help.
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| 4 years ago :: Feb 08, 2009 - 7:56PM #58 | |
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Ottr--thanks for the clean-up!
WGal sits in front of the fire, watches the flames and allows her mind and spirit to fly..... |
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| 4 years ago :: Feb 08, 2009 - 8:30PM #59 | |
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My thanks AZ well otter, You show strength of character to get rid of all of the negativity and not just mine. I admire sound judgment.
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| 4 years ago :: Feb 10, 2009 - 11:52AM #60 | |
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Your welcome WGal. :)
*Sigh* Now there you go messin the place all up again, TenLionz. I appreciate your thanks, and I’ve been hesitant to respond here as Lena is more than capable of responding to your rant … But I have to ask that you keep your opinions of her to yourself while you’re here. Lena is a member here who practices Shamanic techniques, as well as a fellow Heathen, and whatever issues you have with her are best left at the Inn’s boundaries. Thanx much. Ottr |
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