*Kauldron steps in to the bar. He stops as he holds open the door for a moment in time. Looking from one side to the other. His heavy armor completely concealing his small statured form. He steps inside and closes the door behind himself. Moving towards the bar of this unusual place. He pulls the cigar that he had been smoking out of the slot in his masked helm. A large puff of smoke blew out of the same slot. He puts the cigar out upon his left gauntletted hand placing the butt into a pouch upon his belt. He sighs as he stops infront of the bar noticing the tall barstool. Unhooking his backpack, he places it beside himself, resting it against the stool inwhich he begins to scale. Getting tot he top, he plunks himself down upon it.*
Ahh, much better. Barkeep! An ale if you would! *He calls out to the bartender. He looks over his shoulder to the others in here. Looking over there wears and appearances.* ...such an odd place...*He mumbles to himself and shakes his head. Looking back over to the bartender as he gives him, his ale. He nods to the bartender.* ..thanks.
*He slouches forwards a little and begins to contemplate a bit, as to what he stood do next.*
(OOC: I am a defender if your still needing one. Still in the process of getting sanctioned though. First character here. Heh.)
Ahh, much better. Barkeep! An ale if you would! *He calls out to the bartender. He looks over his shoulder to the others in here. Looking over there wears and appearances.* ...such an odd place...*He mumbles to himself and shakes his head. Looking back over to the bartender as he gives him, his ale. He nods to the bartender.* ..thanks.
*He slouches forwards a little and begins to contemplate a bit, as to what he stood do next.*
(OOC: I am a defender if your still needing one. Still in the process of getting sanctioned though. First character here. Heh.)
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