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Finnegan lead the cow back to rest in the barn where a nonstop chorus chimed out. "Alright alright," he spoke to the animial as if she could here him. By now he had a long piece of grass sticking out the corner of his mouth. He looked like a real farmer now. He shoed the cow in successfully...

With that Finnegan left the barn and went out to find Billson , "Heya Billson." He greeted the man again with a smile. "I was wondering if the girls and I could milk one of the cows for a drink. Ill give you some gold." Finnegan looked around the farm, it was still early afternoon and it looked...

A circus act? Did Finn look like he danced a jig or trained big cats in his spare time. After they entered the barn his nose scrunched slightly at the small. It wasnt to bad but he wasnt exactly a fan, especially comparing it to the fresh air he had been breathing. "Ye sure tor. You also want...

Esmerlda finishes her breakfast, dabbing her mouth with a napkin she spoke now to Baron Dunnard. "Once you have finished eating you will meet me at the stables. We will be going horse back riding today Baron." With that she stood and left the dining room. Dressed now in appropriate riding...

"Don't worry mate, the right dove will come along eventually." Finnegan leaned back, arms outstretched, he listened to the music played in tavern - though it was barely audible over the chatter. Finn wasnt one to sit in silence so he opened an eye and looked at the two men, "that Samara is a...

Finnigan was lost to all the jibber jabber about postions , toads and elven gods know what else. It wasn't that he was stupid, he simply had no interest in the matter. Speaking of interest, he could see the way Diedrick looked at Móirne...ah to be an idiot fallen into the deadly clasp of love...

Finn was no fool, he saw Samaras discomfort. He moved a hand to gently squeeze her shoulder. "I think thats enough on this topic ey kid." He spoke to Urchin just before Samara continued with her idea. When Rou left Finnegan turned to the rest of them, "Well seeing as we cant touch the keg...

"Aah come on Tor, live a little." He smiled, taking his horse by the reigns the three walked towards the farm. Cheese merchant? Now what on earth would these two be doing galloping around with a bloody cheese merchant. Anyways, he shook his head at the comical interaction he imagined would have...

Finnegan pulled a dagger from his sleave, "mainly use this bad boy and my fists." He placed the dagger back into its concealed hiding place. "But Im pretty good with a sword too, just not that easy to conceal." It was safe to say he was not a fan of diedrick, from the moment he had walked in...

When he and Zarra slowed down Finnegan came to the realization that Torie had infact not kept up with the pair. "Where the hell is that kitty?" Concern covered his face, "we better go get her." With that Finnegan whippped the reings once again and they sped off finally getting to Torie after...

"Well lets get going." He turned to look at Tori, let me know if we need to slow down ey doll? With that Finnegan whipped the reigns and the mare galloped, the wind ran through his hair and the man seemed to be in his absolute element. After about thirty minutes of speed he slowed his mare...

For some unbeknownst reason Finnegan felt a tang of jealousy, but pushed it to the side. Finn was never the jealous type and he was not about to start now....hopefully. A mage? Samara grew more interesting by the second, he just hoped she didn't plan on sucking him dry. Finn turned now to...

( literally urchins comments leave me rolling) "Good to know Queenie." This answer allowed Finnegan some relaxation, but he could see that Móirne was not one to enjoy public displays of affection...or it could be the simple fact that him and Samara had just met. Regardless, something about the...

"Didi," he thought for a moment. "What you thinkin ey Urchin? Im thinking something more, well how can I put it....spicy," Finnegan chuckled he picked up Diedricks attention for Móirne, well well well. He smirked , wondering how this little thing would plan out.