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I don't really know what I wanna do with this... Maybe somehing with lots of action... Still thinking of a solid plot. Maybe my character is friends with a knight or warrior, and he gets in trouble with the queen or lady he's serving. She says he should run, and she ends up running also when the ladies advisor comes after the knight. They run and... From there I can't think >>'
"If a prince on a white horse appeared in front of me... I think that I'd like to see him fall off of that horse." A woman raises her bare feet up, balancing her rear end on a wells stony wall. Long, dark blonde hair was carelessly floating about her shoulders, the longer locks hanging down into the wells opening. Her dress was a dark blue, the edges caked with just as much mud as her hands. "Cause most men like that end up being a real pain in the a**." She rubs her hands on the white apron over the front of her dress. "My dad rode a white horse--but he wasnt a prince. He was though, an a**, and being an a**, he named Lianne. Lianne Boris Maraday--who gives their daughter the middle name Boris?" She looks over at her companion, her olive eyes containing merriment although her face and voice remained monotone.