Dragons Crowned
Walking Dad
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Morgran sits on the balcony of his favourite tavern. Sipping the strong liquor before him. After the tenth time, this parades loos a bit of their impressiveness. he thinks.
He looks at his brother Breyer: "Any news about the dragon, that caused our family 'incident'?" he asks the dwarf ranger.
He looks at his brother Breyer: "Any news about the dragon, that caused our family 'incident'?" he asks the dwarf ranger.
ShaggySpellsword
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Breyer takes a seat beside his brother, driven indoors by the parade. He downs the first of the two mugs of ale he brought upstairs with him before responding.
"Unfortunately, I still haven't found anything since the trail dried up here in Rosenguard. I've not asked around too vocally...you can never be too careful when dragons's ears are everywhere...well, I know they don't have ears exactly. But they hear things. I'd prefer our vendetta not be one of those things heard."
He more slowly starts sipping on his second mug.
"I did, however, notice a number of dwarves from other clans nearby. The look like a trustworthy enough lot. Perhaps some of them could be convinced to ask the questions we shouldn't."
"Unfortunately, I still haven't found anything since the trail dried up here in Rosenguard. I've not asked around too vocally...you can never be too careful when dragons's ears are everywhere...well, I know they don't have ears exactly. But they hear things. I'd prefer our vendetta not be one of those things heard."
He more slowly starts sipping on his second mug.
"I did, however, notice a number of dwarves from other clans nearby. The look like a trustworthy enough lot. Perhaps some of them could be convinced to ask the questions we shouldn't."
The Digger
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The Digger
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"Ale I said, drat yer eyes. Not this piss-poor excuse fer alcohol." The harsh croaking voice echoed around the inn with the sound of a tankard crashing to the floor. "This is meant to be an inn, isn't it? So put some decent beer IN my tankard."
Poor though the attempted joke was, it was followed by a sound like the creaking of un-oiled hinges, possibly laughter?
The speaker was a dwarf, a little on the small and slender side for even one of that notoriously short race. His beard and hair were a fiery red colour although the hair colour was difficult to distinguish, being spiked up on end by the use of some kind of stiffener, possibly lime plaster, which tended to obscure the original colour. He wore a set of finely made leather armour and carried a warhammer on one side of his harness and 2 throwing hammers on the other.
Poor though the attempted joke was, it was followed by a sound like the creaking of un-oiled hinges, possibly laughter?
The speaker was a dwarf, a little on the small and slender side for even one of that notoriously short race. His beard and hair were a fiery red colour although the hair colour was difficult to distinguish, being spiked up on end by the use of some kind of stiffener, possibly lime plaster, which tended to obscure the original colour. He wore a set of finely made leather armour and carried a warhammer on one side of his harness and 2 throwing hammers on the other.
arcanaman
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A riot in the public square east of the inn breaks out between minor corutiers and peasents the inn becomes more crowded and several shady characters A woman richly dressed in black and red robe and hood a scraggly old man in the same atire and the grim looking bald human warrior who follows them
Walking Dad
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Morgran nearly ignores the riot, but watches the newcomers closely.
The Digger
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The slender dwarf throws a few coins onto the counter and takes another ale then moves over to stand in the corner furthest from the door. It could be that he is trying to remain unobtrusive after his ill-tempered outburst.
His eyes flicker across the inn's customers, narrowing a little as he sees the man and woman in the black and red.
His eyes flicker across the inn's customers, narrowing a little as he sees the man and woman in the black and red.
