Another day in the Tavern

[Marksman]

With his attention once again brought back towards Yuri,Slithe finally realizes he wasn't speaking common

"I am sorry,my Father was a Dragon,and my mother was a druid who did a lot of work with them...I grew up around the Draconic,so Common is just a second language to me...Oh! I don't mind you sitting there,just as long as you keep that acid away from my Armor..."

He turns back to Kat, now speaking in common

"I'm sorry,Miss.I was asking you what you wanted"

Slithe peers back at Gabriel to see if he's still there,but makes sure he doesn't move his head so Kat doesn't notice

 

[Kathryn_aka_Kat]

Kat glances away from Loriel and back towards Marksman, then smiles to him.

"My apologies, sir, I was just noticing the language you used... a form of Draconic isn't it? I don't speak it myself, but it's fascinating to hear it spoken by others."

"But I didn't mean to seem rude by staring. Please forgive my lack of manners."

 

[Marksman]

Marksman redirects his attention towards Kat,giving her a toothy smirk

"Yes it is,I misplace it's name,but my Father said we Bronze..and those of us of Bronze decent..keep it alive and well.And no needs for apologies,Miss.I'm kinda used to the staring...that's why I wore the hood,or at least until Yuri here"...Gestures at Yuri..."left it a pile of ashes over there.

"OH!I nearly forgot to give you my name,Miss.They call me Slithe Bird-of-Prey,and if you saw my vestments before they melted,I'm a Cleric of Heironious.Do many of those in my order pass through here?The Ministry sent me on the rode to adventure...Dragon Haters,if you ask me..."

 

[Kathryn_aka_Kat]

She glances towards Yuri when Marksman points him out and quirks a brow.

"Yes, he's... um.. are you sure you know what he's doing with those potions? I'm not surprised he's the one that ruined your vestments.

"I'm Kathryn, but most just calll me Kat. Well met, sir. I don't think I've met a cleric of Heironious here before, but I'm still learning about the deities of Oerth, so may have missed that symbol. But if you're just looking for adventures, you're sure to find them here."

 

[Marksman]

Slithe chuckles a little at the comment about Yuri,but then realizes that he's still sitting next to him,to he stops before the Alchemist gets distracted...

"He seems to know what he's doing now.As for adventures,I figured that one out when a flaming flask came shooting out the door towards me...very curious,but at least it was raining.

"Well,Kat,you seem to know this place...what's so special about this tavern to make it so 'Adventurous?'"

Slithe looks at Kat,doing his best to look curious.

 

[Gabriel_LeCreux]

Had gone into a feint daze, searching his memory for anything resembling the strange language spoken to him. He frowns, and after a long while, he shakes his head, peering down.

"I am sorry...I do not assimilate your meaning. This words you speak are not in my knowledge. Know you Mimik?"

Begins making strange clicking, strangled, and throaty noises, quite alien seeming, speaking in mimician.
"(in mimician) Do you assimilate the meaning of these words, sir? This is my one true native language, passed down by my kind for thousands of years."

 

[Marksman]

Slithe shockingly pears towards Gabriel,thinking that he is chokeing,and wonders what he can do to help.

"Grey one,are you alright?By Heironious...Kat,you seem knowledgeable of such things,what should I do!?"

 

[Kathryn_aka_Kat]

Kat chuckles at Slithe's question.

"I've not been here that long but already I know the answer. It's the 'Roads! The CrossRoads Tavern of Ford Keep, that gets adventurers on their way to and from Greyhawk City or Dyvers, whether they travel by the roads or on the river."

"And, of course, there's the portal to Juxta, to Juxtaposition, which is a cross-planes place where many end up or stop by, and then find their way here. Probably more from Faerun here any night than from Oerth, and some from Krynn, and then the planeswalkers from almost anywhere."

She smiles dryly at him, "And most are touchy about one thing or other, most have unusual natures and problems, and several are half-mad. You'll have no problem finding adventure."

Kat tilts her head slightly to look at Gabriel as he starts to talk, her eyes widening with interest when he speaks in Mimik.

(... now *there's* an odd language... )

She shakes her head to Slithe, "No, I don't think there's a problem... he isn't reaching for his throat, he's not turning colors, and he seems to have no trouble breathing."

But she keeps a careful eye on Gabriel just in case.

 

[Gabriel_LeCreux]

Merely smiles and shakes his head, ceasing his yammerings. He then returns his speech to common, feeling that by their expressions, he needs to explain.

"I am fine. That was Mimik, my language. No need is for concern. Oh, and I am Gabriel of the LeCreux clan. I am sorry if I scare you both. You look worried."

 

[BarbedWings]

Yuri, catching his name in a tangle of words he was not listening to, Answers to Kat her question, only looking up to make eye contact then going back to his work;

"I am trying to undo what living hell hath wrought upon me. To make myself, complete again, and... alone, again."

The subject obviously bothered Yuri, as his ending words were filled with a remembrance of painful memories and the countless days of a ravaged mind, years of doubled thoughts and twisted dreams.