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May. 13th, 2012 11:45 am[ it takes him all morning to drum up the willpower to use this infernal journalling device: ]
I need -- no, I want to talk to someone who knows about the war. Wars, really.
[ well. that's vague. sharpe clears his throat and tries again: ] With Napoleon. The wars with Napoleon. I don't care what blasted century you're from -- only that if you know about it, you'll answer some of my questions.
[ people will, he suspects, tell him to just go to the library. he'll have to prepare an excuse. people will also probably point out to him that he's asking a very earthcentric question; bear with him, for he hasn't quite wrapped his head around that issue one yet.
otherwise, sharpe will later be visiting the smithy. he has some inquiries to make of those handy in the ancient art of blacksmithery. but he'll also simply be wandering about enjoying the weaponry on display, too.
and even later than that? he will be in good spirits, nursing a frothy sort of ale. he has both his rifle and his sword with him, but otherwise doesn't seem too unapproachable. well, except for that mocking and morose look he face always has when at rest; you can blame the scarred cheek for that. ]
I need -- no, I want to talk to someone who knows about the war. Wars, really.
[ well. that's vague. sharpe clears his throat and tries again: ] With Napoleon. The wars with Napoleon. I don't care what blasted century you're from -- only that if you know about it, you'll answer some of my questions.
[ people will, he suspects, tell him to just go to the library. he'll have to prepare an excuse. people will also probably point out to him that he's asking a very earthcentric question; bear with him, for he hasn't quite wrapped his head around that issue one yet.
otherwise, sharpe will later be visiting the smithy. he has some inquiries to make of those handy in the ancient art of blacksmithery. but he'll also simply be wandering about enjoying the weaponry on display, too.
and even later than that? he will be in good spirits, nursing a frothy sort of ale. he has both his rifle and his sword with him, but otherwise doesn't seem too unapproachable. well, except for that mocking and morose look he face always has when at rest; you can blame the scarred cheek for that. ]
