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Thursday, 16th August, 2012, 09:35 PM #2491
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Thursday, 16th August, 2012, 10:25 PM #2492
Minor Trickster (Lvl 4)
Friday, 17th August, 2012, 03:34 AM #2493
Friday, 17th August, 2012, 03:37 AM #2494
Waghalter (Lvl 7)
Friday, 17th August, 2012, 03:47 AM #2495
Defender (Lvl 8)
Friday, 17th August, 2012, 06:40 AM #2496
Friday, 17th August, 2012, 02:40 PM #2497
The door opens and a huge shadow is evident in the frame, a blast of winter's air fills the tavern for a moment as the blue-skinned humanoid steps into the Tavern. His long white beard contains snow and frost, despite the temperature outside and a weapon made of pure ice is strapped to his back. The hide of some great bear adorns this giant of a man and tattoos cover his face. He stands nearly eight fall tall and piercing blue eyes glisten with intensity.
The giant straightens himself up and speaks, I am Sigarr, Son of Sigdan, slayer of Ulfdan One-Eye, slayer of the great lindwyrm and Chief of the Varyags . I was told coming here would help me in my quest so I am here." he states, voice booming and tiny condensation clouds emit from his mouth as he speaks, as one would when standing outside on a cold day.
Sigarr moves to the bar, orders a whole chicken and a large mug of mead, moving to try and find a table that can accommodate his large frame. He manages to squeeze into one of the two areas set up for the larger humanoids that frequent the tavern. As he sets the mug down, frost remains on the outside of the container.
Friday, 17th August, 2012, 03:08 PM #2498
Scout (Lvl 6)
Saturday, 18th August, 2012, 04:49 AM #2499
Waghalter (Lvl 7)
Kamotz frowns at Sharpe Death is not a sport to watch. You should think about visiting the Temple of Lauto if you just want to watch.
Whiggins shakes out after standing for the entrance of Sigarr, bone dust settles around Kamotz as it is thrown loose from his robes. The sound of their plate mail scratching together is a raucous din, until finally the pair still themselves again. Kamotz levels his head, noticing they and Sigarr were close to the same height. After a long snuffle, Kamotz chortles You smell like deathly cold and dead bear, come have a drink with us!
The shifter turns to the rest of his group and nudges Whiggins, the dire wolf promptly lays back down, Look it the size of him! Vermitrax! You seeing this? What was that about your barbarian now Sharpe? Kamotz looks to Sharpe to see if he gets his joke, What else have you slain Sigarr, I've sent a young dragon to Lauto recently. Destroyed a Lich too, even though he laughed and said something about being immortal. I'll just destroy him again when he comes back. the smile returns to Kamotz even larger than before.
Saturday, 18th August, 2012, 07:09 AM #2500