Another day in the Tavern

[Leenaria The Pixie]

She looks curious then offers another warm smile and stands up, her hair playfully brushing against her back. "Well, that was quite a list of reasons to help me dear Tarran. I am quite flattered of your words and I would love to gain you as a friend, guardian, and compainion. As far as lifting the curse, I fear that you probably just temporarily disabled it. I feel it there, if that makes sense. Anyway, since you have heard of my kingdom then I shall tell you as much of it as I am allowed. Oh, excuse me a minute..."

She walks eloquently and gracefully over to the bar and pays for a glass of sweet wine. Turning around her hair whips gently at her hips and she walks back to the table with her cup in her right hand.


{ooc: Well, goodnight Tarran.. I've enjoyed it, see ya later!}

 

[Lord Tarran]

(OOC:See you later.)

Tarran moves over slightly so the lady can sit, feeling the strength given to those Veran with charges come back to him. He glances over at the Archmage, wondering if he had yet heard his message.

 

[Lord Tarran]

Figuring the mage did not here him, Tarran stands and excuses himself from his companions. He walks outside, shifting into wolf form. He sniffs the air here, thinking he smells someone on the air. He shifts to human form as he here feet coming around the corner.

 

[Leenaria The Pixie]

Elona watches Tarran in curiosity and as soon as he walks outside she looks away.

She begins to think to herself,

"Hmm, Tarran seems like a very nice gentleman, how does he perform in battle? Perhaps I should challenge him and find out..."

She speaks into Tarran's mind, "Tarran, would you please come here?"

 

[Lord Tarran]

Shaking his head as he realizes that someone was sneaking about, and failing miserably, Tarran walks back into the Tavern heading back to Elona.

Yes, Elona.

 

[Leenaria The Pixie]

She grabs his hand lightly, "Come, I must find out something..."

She looks to Seth and the tiefling, "Forgive me gentlemen, but if you need me I shall be outside."

Elona then turns back to Tarran and smiles. She then leads him outside and a good bit away from the tavern. "You must be curious as to what I am up to. I am going to test your skills."

 

[Lord Tarran]

Tarran eyes grow wide, in confusion. How?
Unconciously, his left hand falls to his dagger. He looks extremly confused, but not worried. He has a what the heck, but any challenge I can take look.

 

[Leenaria The Pixie]

She lets go of his hand and softly smiles to him, "Alright then... lets begin shall we?" She pulls a crystal sword from the air and smiles. Elona holds it up in front of her, her stance in the ready and a smile still on her face.

 

[Lord Tarran]

He smiles, seeing how things are going. His drops onto all fours, as sickening crunches are heard, as he grows in size and changes into the bear sized grey wolf. He grins in a wolfish way, before leaning backwards, preparing to spring. He says in thought speech, Oh, is this how its going to run? He springs forward, all his powerful muscles only putting in half force, afraid of hurting the aasimar.

 

[Leenaria The Pixie]

{ooc: I'll start up a thread here in the tavern to do this in as I don't want to use a lot of posts up in this thread.}