A Tale of Two Dragons
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silentspace
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"Penthar!" Faelar shouts at the sight of his friend, and greets him with an embrace. "Regalclaw bore you swiftly!"
"Aye, I suspect we were not the only ones called by the wyrm. Such an unusual collection of characters all newly arriving in one place at the same time is probably sign of some sort. Not the sort written in the stars by the Sildeyune, but a sign nonetheless."
"You know," Faelar continues, "some wyrms are known to travel as humans. I suspect such a wyrm might miss her breath weapon, and might engage in similar activities out of habit. Strange coin-spitting games, for example. Just a thought, anyway," he says, grinning and nodding his head in Old Sal's direction.
"Aye, I suspect we were not the only ones called by the wyrm. Such an unusual collection of characters all newly arriving in one place at the same time is probably sign of some sort. Not the sort written in the stars by the Sildeyune, but a sign nonetheless."
"You know," Faelar continues, "some wyrms are known to travel as humans. I suspect such a wyrm might miss her breath weapon, and might engage in similar activities out of habit. Strange coin-spitting games, for example. Just a thought, anyway," he says, grinning and nodding his head in Old Sal's direction.
Harvey
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Penthar Danadin, Aglarondan Griffonrider
Penthar gives some applause to Old Sal's coin trick, then starts replaying the trick in his head, trying to gauge the odds of someone pulling something like that off.
In response to Faelar's supposition: "An interesting notion, my friend..." Penthar replies, giving a sideways glance to Old Sal with a smirk. "Though if our host is, in fact, our benefactor, I am sure she will reveal herself in due time."
"Now, what do you make of the others visiting this establishment? I'll lay odds that the Kelemvorian that has just arrived has also heard the call." Penthar scans the tavern for possible others... "and possibly the dwarf as well." Penthar's eyes widen as Old Sal pours whatever concoction she has been saving into Brak's mug. With a shutter, he thinks "Some dwarves will drink anything".
Penthar raises a hand to Zithran. "Aye! Kelemvorian Traveler! Come, join my friend and I for a pint of ale!"
Penthar gives some applause to Old Sal's coin trick, then starts replaying the trick in his head, trying to gauge the odds of someone pulling something like that off.
In response to Faelar's supposition: "An interesting notion, my friend..." Penthar replies, giving a sideways glance to Old Sal with a smirk. "Though if our host is, in fact, our benefactor, I am sure she will reveal herself in due time."
"Now, what do you make of the others visiting this establishment? I'll lay odds that the Kelemvorian that has just arrived has also heard the call." Penthar scans the tavern for possible others... "and possibly the dwarf as well." Penthar's eyes widen as Old Sal pours whatever concoction she has been saving into Brak's mug. With a shutter, he thinks "Some dwarves will drink anything".
Penthar raises a hand to Zithran. "Aye! Kelemvorian Traveler! Come, join my friend and I for a pint of ale!"
Rae ArdGaoth
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Though she is all the way at the end of the bar, Old Sal smiles randomly, as though she had just heard something she thought amusing. But she couldn't have heard Faelar from that far away over the clamor of the tavern... could she?silentspace said:
Krug
Newshound
Brak looks at the drink, thinks about drinking it, but just leaves it be. He says coldly to Old Sal. "Don't test my patience," the dwarf says, though he isn't really mad. He's glad his temper is still fairly even these days. In the old days, Old Sal might find her head on the floor by now.
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Rae ArdGaoth
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"My my! Mr. Grumpy isn't having a good day, eh? Fine, if ye don't want my drink, so be it. I'd been savin' it, ye know, it don't last long out of its container, dwarfie. Here." Old Sal reaches for the steaming, melting mug, puts it to her lips and pours the entire concoction down her throat. Finished, she takes a glance at the mug. "Ruined! I say, dwarfie, have some consideration fer others!" She laughs heartily.
OOC to Krug: Old Sal is a woman. Not sure if that's a typo or not.
OOC to Krug: Old Sal is a woman. Not sure if that's a typo or not.
Harvey
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Penthar Danadin, Aglarondan Griffonrider
"Yes, I and my friend both heard the call. My name is Penthar Danadin, humble servant her majesty the Simbul of Aglarond. My friend here is Faelar, a master of the Yuirwood of Aglarond and an expert in the varied ways of his people." He gestures to Faelar. "Though the call looks to have only brought us to this out-of-the-way tavern. But I fear that looks can be deceiving" he says, with a nod to Old Sal. Penthar takes another swig of his ale. "I wonder how long we'll have to wait for our benefactor to show herself... or himself."
"Yes, I and my friend both heard the call. My name is Penthar Danadin, humble servant her majesty the Simbul of Aglarond. My friend here is Faelar, a master of the Yuirwood of Aglarond and an expert in the varied ways of his people." He gestures to Faelar. "Though the call looks to have only brought us to this out-of-the-way tavern. But I fear that looks can be deceiving" he says, with a nod to Old Sal. Penthar takes another swig of his ale. "I wonder how long we'll have to wait for our benefactor to show herself... or himself."
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