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Post by Reno on Apr 21, 2006 1:30:20 GMT -5
*The door to the tavern swings open soundlessly. For a moment nobody enters, then a slow tapping sound echoes through the near-empty room. The young woman behind the bar glances up for a moment before turning her attention back to the glass she's polishing disinterestedly. From outside the door, a voice calls to her irritably.*
"Would you give me a hand here? I've got my hands full and I can't wait all day, I've a business to run!"
*With a sigh, the woman puts down the glass, steps out from behind the bar and escorts her grandfather into the tavern, taking the hammer and carpentry belt from his hands. The old man leans more heavily on his walking stick, then slowly limps to the nearest table and drops down heavily into a chair.*
"Good for nothing granddaughter... here I am working like a dog to get this tavern reopened, nailing up the sign and passing the word around town, while you laze about in here like a fleabitten old mutt. If your mother could see what a worthless young fool you've turned into these years..."
*The old man continues for several minutes. Meanwhile, his granddaughter moves around the room, straightening wall hangings and pushing chairs up to the tables. Eventually she grabs a stool from the bar and drags it over to the door, where she steps up to reach the halberd hanging on a pair of pegs. She fidgets with the weapon for a moment, until it lies perfectly over the center of the door, then steps quietly to the floor and returns to the bar to continue polishing glasses. The stool remains in front of the door, forgotten for the moment.*
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 21, 2006 2:04:51 GMT -5
*The door swings open again, this time more noisily. In strides a short half-elven man, who seems lost in thought. Lost, that is, until he trips over the stool and falls face-first onto the ground.*
"For Ilmater's sake! What fool left that there! Someone could get hurt!"
*The half-elf stands up, brushes himself off though no dust or dirt has yet accumulated on the floor, and skulks warily to the bar. He flops down lazily onto a stool, brushing back his neck-length black hair with his right hand. After checking his belongings to make sure that he's dropped none of them, he strokes his thin moustache as his eyes meet the girl behind the bar.*
"Fine establishment you've got here, miss. I'll have a glass of mead."
*His eyes play across the tavern, still empty but for the muttering old man at the table near the door, and the overturned stool still lying in the doorway.*
"If you're not too busy, that is."
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Kain
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Post by Kain on Apr 21, 2006 10:06:11 GMT -5
The door open again much slower and in enters an dwarf. The dwarf begins to look around for several minutes before deciding to have a drink. But first walks over to the old man and comments that the stool should be moved, else someone may fall on it.
This causes the old man to once again go into a several minute spiel about how he works all day and gets no respect.
The dwarf simply shrugs it off and takes a seat next to the half-elf. He looks at the woman behind the counter and asks:
"Give me something with a kick mam."
He then takes a drink, nods at the half-elf, and burbs.
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 21, 2006 14:01:10 GMT -5
*The half-elf wrinkles his nose for a minute at the dwarf's ill-manners, but dismisses whatever comment he was about to say. Casually he turns his head to the dwarf on his left, and drums his fingers for a moment. Occasionally a small thump echoes as the thick ring on his right hand bumps against the countertop. Finally he seems to settle on a response:*
"Well met, friend. I've not seen you before. Have you been in these parts long?"
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Post by black heart on Apr 21, 2006 18:30:33 GMT -5
*this time the door flys open and hits the wall with a slam, and a young blonde haired human jumps in the door way strikeing a dramatic pose, with a rapier one one hand held up in the air, the other hand on his hip and his head faceing a wall to the right, as he jumps in he says:*
"Hello fair people it is i, tristram the great swordsman, no need to be in awe of my glory, i am but a humble servant of you, the lowly people!."
*after saying this, he actually looks around, seeing a oldman, a really short guy, and some pointy eared weirdo*
"**sigh** what kind of tavern doesn't have people in it?"
he slumps over, sheaths his sword, and walks to the bar and notices the bar maiden for the first time and visabley cheers up*
why hello there miss, what would a ravashing young lady like you be doing in a rats nest like this?"
*after he gets a sturn glare from the young lady he yet again sighs in frustration and orders a bottle of wine and starts nursing a glass, mumbleing to himself about trying to get famus and how hopeless that is at this rate*
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Post by Kain on Apr 22, 2006 11:14:57 GMT -5
The dwarf takes another swig of his ale, turns to this Tristram and lets out another loud burb, then turns back to the half-elf and say:
"No I have not been in these parts long, perhaps you could explain the area to me? By the way, my name is Nagir."
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 22, 2006 13:23:18 GMT -5
*The half-elf raises an eyebrow at this loud stranger, then extends a hand to the dwarf.*
"Name's Creel. This's a rough area, I hope you can defend yourself. Are you from Mithral Hall up north?"
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Post by black heart on Apr 22, 2006 14:17:25 GMT -5
*feeling slightly disgusted as the dwarf burps at him, tristram perks up a bit upon hearing talk of the area, and cuts into the conversation*
"AYE, this is a dangerous place, filled with beasts, monster and crooks of all types, and they all cower in fear when they hear my name! I've fought countless battles against the hordes of evils in this land! the land known only as...uhh...umm..whats this place called again? i think that wine has gone to my head...yes thats it...the wine"
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Post by Kain on Apr 22, 2006 14:47:23 GMT -5
I hope you can defend yourself. Are you from Mithral Hall up north?" "Yes yes indeed I call Mithral Hall my home, and I haven't left it much in a while, been busy with business dealings up there." As the dwarf finishes this sentence he pulls several coins from a man walking by; the man completely unaware of what happened. Nagir then continues: "Yes, like I was saying, business."
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 22, 2006 15:24:56 GMT -5
*Creel checks his own coin pouch to make sure what few coins he possesses are still there, then turns to the loud man.*
"This is Nesmé, friend. And perhaps you ought to go remind the hordes of evil out there that they aren't cowering properly," he adds with a smile.*
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Post by black heart on Apr 22, 2006 15:49:49 GMT -5
*glares at the half-breed*
"Was that an atempt at an insult? because if it was, it wasn't very good you know, but an bad insult is still an insult, i hope your prepared to put steel to your words!"
**with a flourish of his hand, he draws his rapier and jumps ontop of a table and stands in a fenceing stance, ready to dual*
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Post by Kain on Apr 23, 2006 11:23:05 GMT -5
The Dwarf continues drinking; two mugs at a time now waiting to see the Half Elf's reaction.
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 23, 2006 11:52:50 GMT -5
*Creel calmly stands up from his stool and his still untouched drink.*
"Let's at least take it outside. It would be a pity to make a mess of such a new establishment."
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Reno
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Post by Reno on Apr 23, 2006 14:41:17 GMT -5
*By this time, a few other patrons have begun to trickle in. As the confrontation begins to brew, the other patrons move to the outskirts of the room. The old man has gone off to relieve himself, and the bartending woman has backed away from the bar with a glare in Tristram's direction.*
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Post by black heart on Apr 23, 2006 15:31:35 GMT -5
*tristram looks around the room, with an almost serious expression, then looks back at creel with a smile and says:*
"ah, your right, no reason to cause these fine people to much trubble, i'd rather save it all for you."
*with that he jumps off the table with a showboating flip, and starts walking to the door way, as he's about to leave he looks back to creel*
"well, what are you waiting for?"
*then walks outside*
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