(this Ode was written for Kairee by a wandering Troubadour
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So you frequent the Red Dragon Inn? :::inquires a troll:::
Periodically. :::LeTrouveur replies:::
Then, no doubt, you've seen Kairee!

:::Indeed LeTrouveur HAS seen Kairee! :) A man can hardly overlook a wench
of that pulchritude. The Inn's proprietress and the comeliest maid in the
realm! Trouv sings a sonnet he once wrote for her.:::

A caller at the famed Red Dragon Inn,
Where fabrication oft supplants reality,
Will find, amid the cybernetic din,
A maid whose loveliness transcends carnality.

Her raiment is befitting of a queen.
Her manner debonair, nay demiurgical!
And yet, this potent mage with eyes of green
Is quite adroit at matters Thaumagturgical.

Her tresses are the blush of morning sky,
Ablaze, as burnished copper luminiferous!
She walks into the room, this Gemini,
And stands before the bar on legs splendiferous!

My Lady Fair, thy beauty is hypnotical.
You cause this troubadour to wax rhapsodical!

:::bows deeply:::




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