A Warlock Alone, Island Empire solo game
- Thread starter Scotley
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J. Alexander
First Post
officers call
At Gronds comment, Michaels sip of wine cause down the wrong passage and his spews liquid into his napkin....smiling he says "I have heard that also, so bold we shall be" With a look towards Grond that says I owe you for that, Michael will ask if there is anything else. If there is not, he will awit his first luncheon with the door girl and arrive some 15 minutes early.
OCC: YOUR EVIL EVIL EVIL...no wonder i like you so much..got a feeling i will be lurking on online most to the night asnwering posts for the four lands.
At Gronds comment, Michaels sip of wine cause down the wrong passage and his spews liquid into his napkin....smiling he says "I have heard that also, so bold we shall be" With a look towards Grond that says I owe you for that, Michael will ask if there is anything else. If there is not, he will awit his first luncheon with the door girl and arrive some 15 minutes early.
OCC: YOUR EVIL EVIL EVIL...no wonder i like you so much..got a feeling i will be lurking on online most to the night asnwering posts for the four lands.
Scotley
Hero
The Captain's Table of the Black Lace Glove
OOC:
Michael arrives early as planned. The crowd seems somewhat diminished from his previous visit. He is shown a table, but it soon becomes apparent that the young lady is not coming. However, he sees a vaguely familiar face at a nearby table. A halfling is dining with an improbably tall woman of obvious loose virtue. He raises a glass of wine in salute when he catches Michael's eye.
OOC:
Michael arrives early as planned. The crowd seems somewhat diminished from his previous visit. He is shown a table, but it soon becomes apparent that the young lady is not coming. However, he sees a vaguely familiar face at a nearby table. A halfling is dining with an improbably tall woman of obvious loose virtue. He raises a glass of wine in salute when he catches Michael's eye.
J. Alexander
First Post
Lunch Appointments
Michael will nod to the halfling, assuming it is one he staked last night, and enjoy the resturante. Ordering a nice white wine, Michael will set back and await the next appointment with the mysterious gentlemen.
Michael will nod to the halfling, assuming it is one he staked last night, and enjoy the resturante. Ordering a nice white wine, Michael will set back and await the next appointment with the mysterious gentlemen.
Scotley
Hero
Lunch
Michael can only assume that the young woman was a casualty last night. There were many. He finds the appetizer of fried clams to be pretty good thanks to an unusually tasty creamy sauce thick with dill and cheverl. Eventually, a waiter arrives baring a silver tray with a calling card upon it. "Captain Storm?" the waiter asks. Getting an afirmative he presents the card. "J. DuValee Imports and Exports of fine consumables" followed by an improbably long list of offices including several exotic locals.
Michael can only assume that the young woman was a casualty last night. There were many. He finds the appetizer of fried clams to be pretty good thanks to an unusually tasty creamy sauce thick with dill and cheverl. Eventually, a waiter arrives baring a silver tray with a calling card upon it. "Captain Storm?" the waiter asks. Getting an afirmative he presents the card. "J. DuValee Imports and Exports of fine consumables" followed by an improbably long list of offices including several exotic locals.
J. Alexander
First Post
Luncheon
"Please show him to the table and bring us a fresh bottle of wine and clean glassess"
"Please show him to the table and bring us a fresh bottle of wine and clean glassess"
Scotley
Hero
J. DeValee
A extremely neat and dapper little halfling in finely tailored clothes approches the table. He removes gray silk gloves and a hat, passing them along with an ebony walking stick topped of a mother of pearl handle to a waiter. A tall chair is brought and he slips nimbly into it though Michael can see he is of advancing years. His handsome leather shoes with imaculate white spats rest on a rung. His silver hair is neatly combed and he has a red carnation pinned to the lapel of his spotless charcoal on silver jacket. He extends a small fine boned hand adorned with an elegant platinum and gold ring. "A pleasure to meet you Captain Stormwarden." He speaks in soft educated tones with just the merest hint of Shieldlander accent.
A extremely neat and dapper little halfling in finely tailored clothes approches the table. He removes gray silk gloves and a hat, passing them along with an ebony walking stick topped of a mother of pearl handle to a waiter. A tall chair is brought and he slips nimbly into it though Michael can see he is of advancing years. His handsome leather shoes with imaculate white spats rest on a rung. His silver hair is neatly combed and he has a red carnation pinned to the lapel of his spotless charcoal on silver jacket. He extends a small fine boned hand adorned with an elegant platinum and gold ring. "A pleasure to meet you Captain Stormwarden." He speaks in soft educated tones with just the merest hint of Shieldlander accent.
J. Alexander
First Post
The Halfling
Extending his hand to the Halfing Michael will say "it is a pleasure to meet your MR. DuValee. How may i be of service to you"
OCC:Crap Crap Crap Crap
...huge flashbacks of Harifoot Trust and nasty halflings
PS. Crap is not the word i wanted to use
Extending his hand to the Halfing Michael will say "it is a pleasure to meet your MR. DuValee. How may i be of service to you"
OCC:Crap Crap Crap Crap
...huge flashbacks of Harifoot Trust and nasty halflingsPS. Crap is not the word i wanted to use
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