of course master dwarf.
he says in smile, rush into the store and bring three small boxes A drink you can find in the wench down there, he points to the south road, after the stone bridge and here is a pipe for you kind sir
He hands you a wooden carved pipe Now we have 3 kind of tobacco, a cheap one from the south fields of Furyondy,
The second is from my kin's fields north of highfolk, very good quality.
The last …
He approach and whisper Will make you the day, this is from the lower slopes of the Drachensgrab in Pomarj.
Pick, pick, pick
He hurries you as a farmer enters the store.
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2 gold coins is enough for a week in the stable and hay
he takes the horse anr returns anyone else ?
The Kid flips the halfling a couple silver. "That's for a nice piece of friuit. As for stabling, doesn't the Welcome Wench stable for customers? What makes you the best one in town?"
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The second is from my kin's fields north of highfolk, very good quality.
Korbryn points to the second box, and nods. "I'll try yer kin's pipeweed, then. Never trust anything from the Pomarj, I say. Probably grown by orcs or worse!"
"I'll be going to the local watering hole, anyone following?" Edirion says as he turns around after paying the stable owner, not realy waiting for anyone to answer... but seeing their lack of enthusiasm, expecting some to follow as he makes his way to the Welcome Wench.
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I do it because I simply love this game.
Level 10, essence of D&D as of November 17 2006
Wizard paralyzed, samurai 6 hp, your Fiend Hunter down to 4 hp and 1 Con, surrounded by four dead Bebilith and one still alive...
Without sheathing the greatsword, with shaky hands unstoppers the small vodka bottle, swallow it down, and hurl it at the still standing demonic spider while yelling "come and get me!" just to allow the samurai to get the edge.
The Kid flips the halfling a couple silver. "That's for a nice piece of friuit. As for stabling, doesn't the Welcome Wench stable for customers? What makes you the best one in town?"
They do, but my hay is better.
They just give your horse some old vegetables.
he turns to Korbryn That will be 1 gold and 6 silver for the pipe and weed
He says and rushes to the store.
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The Kid nods and takes a bit of the apple while he dismounts. He finds the halfling again and gives him the reins of the horse. "No reason keeping them separated." With no further business with the halfling, he follows to the Wench.
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You proceed down the road to the welcome wench, a bunch of kids throw stones down to the river and laugh, as you pass the stone bridge, they stop and look in awe.
As you push forward you a see a tailor's shop on the right, an elderly man, bald and lanky sitting outside and enjoying the sun, a piece of cloak in his hand, when you pass he nods.
This might be the place, Lenuran remembers as old memories floats back to the surface.
A big faded sign, featuring a maiden with tray stands before a pair of wooden doors, there is a long balcony and chairs along the building, beneath a row of glass windows.
The doors are open wide and the smell of stuffed pork chops fills your nostrils, there are couple of guests inside, on the left, behind a counter stands a pale skinned woman, with black hair, right now she cleans some empty glasses, another woman with red hair approach with a big smile. Hey strangers, welcome to Gundigoot's welcome wench, I'm Vesta, Ostler's daughter, care for some drink or food, there is a show in the evening.
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Edirion repeats "A show?" Simply amused by the idea of what these people might call a show, for sure nothing like the performances of the few elven artists he has witnessed.
He then answers absently "A glass of wine will suffice" as he scans the tavern with his eyes, looking at each and every patron there...
Then he moves to take seat with his back against the wall.
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Originally Posted by Trainz
I do it because I simply love this game.
Level 10, essence of D&D as of November 17 2006
Wizard paralyzed, samurai 6 hp, your Fiend Hunter down to 4 hp and 1 Con, surrounded by four dead Bebilith and one still alive...
Without sheathing the greatsword, with shaky hands unstoppers the small vodka bottle, swallow it down, and hurl it at the still standing demonic spider while yelling "come and get me!" just to allow the samurai to get the edge.
The Kid smiles shyly at the lass, and mumbles a thanks, then meanders down the central hall, looking for some game or sport to take his mind of the ride. On his way past the elf, he whispers, "Are we looking for someone, or just taking in gossip?"
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Sitting against the wall, the emeral eyed elf replies "we are here mainly for two things... collect rumors" as his drink arrives and he takes a sip of wine to try it out "and have some decent wine"
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Originally Posted by Trainz
I do it because I simply love this game.
Level 10, essence of D&D as of November 17 2006
Wizard paralyzed, samurai 6 hp, your Fiend Hunter down to 4 hp and 1 Con, surrounded by four dead Bebilith and one still alive...
Without sheathing the greatsword, with shaky hands unstoppers the small vodka bottle, swallow it down, and hurl it at the still standing demonic spider while yelling "come and get me!" just to allow the samurai to get the edge.
Korbyrn nods in greeting at the wench. "Stout, please, and black as an ogre's heart if ye've got any." With that, the dwarf takes a seat in a position that allows him to survey the entire taproom, and places his ornate helmet on the table before him. He quickly finds his new pipe, and within a few moments is happily smoking the halfling's weed. Leaning back in his seat, Korbryn blows smoke rings lazily into the air.
The inn of the welcome wench, clearly an old style tavern, operating 25 years, since the first fall of the Temple of Elemental evil, the building was constructed with great oak logs and over the years been renovated with stone bricks.
Oil lamps hang from the ceiling, ready to lit in the minute of sunset, a stone unlit fireplace, lies in the northern wall for the winter days. There is a small stage with high stool for a troubadour to show up. Our home minstrel will show up in the evening
The maiden replies and start to recite the wine's list We have beer, heavy beer, ale, spiced ale and Some mead for the poor.
She smiles and winks But for those who can spend, we have some Keoish golden wine, Sundish Lilac wine, Urnst white wine, Celene ruby wine, furyondian emerald pale wine, Velunan fireamber wine, Keoish brandy, Urnst aged brandy and the most expensive, a glass of Ulek elixir liqueur.
She take a breath and continues. Our special deserts, just for you are beef stew, stuffed pork chops and Venison steak, coming with bread and honey, potatoes, string beans and rum-boiled artichokes.
Inspecting the people inside the tavern, you see as follows:
There is an old woman sweeping the floor with a big broom.
sitting along the counter, you see a stout dwarf dressed in working smock and drinks some kind of ale, there is an Oeridian human, looks like a brute, battle scars cover his face, he drink some kind of spirit and gorge a plate of pork chops.
Two little figures, currently talking to each other sits around a table, the gnome is well dressed and eyes you suspiciously, the Halfling in front of him is extremely ugly and repulsive to look upon, he is dressed in rugs and dirt cover his cloth, he turns his face as you enter and stare.
Another man sits in the corner and rests against the wall, he eyes you as you come, raise his glass and smiles.
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"Thank you. I will try a glass of the goldwine for now, though the venison sounds appealing." Miltiades turns and nods acknowledging the glass salute from the stranger and offers a quick blessing "Good day and may peace be upon you sir."
Edirion opens wide his eyes at this listing of wines... "Wine" he repeats simply "not liquid gold, just wine for the time being" as he nods to the waitress and directs himself to the table.
He lets the Kid do what he's good at uninpeded... it will be some long time before he takes over to chatting or playing cards, probably.
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Originally Posted by Trainz
I do it because I simply love this game.
Level 10, essence of D&D as of November 17 2006
Wizard paralyzed, samurai 6 hp, your Fiend Hunter down to 4 hp and 1 Con, surrounded by four dead Bebilith and one still alive...
Without sheathing the greatsword, with shaky hands unstoppers the small vodka bottle, swallow it down, and hurl it at the still standing demonic spider while yelling "come and get me!" just to allow the samurai to get the edge.
Seeing no one play any games, the Kid looks around for amusement. If there are darts, he throws. If there are cards, he beings a game of solitaire. Otherwise, he pays a game of "don't-hit-the-the-fingers-with-the-dagger". If anyone joins, he'll engage them in some general conversation.
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