[AU] Siege on Ebonring Keep - Part 2

[Gideon]

Ritsar

Heading over to the table, a deep rumble issues from the Litorian "Save the ale friend, I'll take a hot meal and a lot of fresh water. Name's Ritsar"
Thats the first fiendly greeting I've heard in too long, Charon

OOC: Italics okay for thoughts? Color readable?

 

[rangerjohn]

Danwyn

"Well met friend", says Danwyn as he waits for Burt's responce.

OOC:All fine on this end.

 

[Rybaer]

"Did you say a bath my good man? Now that is something I could use. So yes, how much for all three?"

"I've got two rooms, each for three silver a night," he says. "Or, you're welcome to use the commons floor for three coppers. Meals are a silver each, ale is four coppers. If you take the rooms, I'll throw in baths for free. Oh, and we'll tend your horses for a silver a night - including fresh fodder."

Heading over to the table, a deep rumble issues from the Litorian "Save the ale friend, I'll take a hot meal and a lot of fresh water. Name's Ritsar"

"We have plenty of both, friend," Big Burt says. He offers his own chair to the litorian as he heads back in search of more food.

Before Ritsar has even settled into the chair, the inn keep is back. Thick stew, bread, and cheese are spread out. He also deposits a large pitcher of clean water and a mug alongside the meal.

"Odd to have so many travelers arrive in the same morning," Big Burt comments off-handedly. "If I may pry, what brings you to Sharden from the plains, master Litorian?"

 

[rangerjohn]

Danwyn

Danwyn turn back to Burt, "I will take one of the rooms, could you arrange for a tub, and care for my mount? He asks while giving the man a gold piece. "Keep the change."

 

[Gideon]

Ritsar

"Thank you very much" Ritsar growls as he quickly fills the mug and drinks down the water.

"Well, I am chasing a child's tale; I'm looking for the shadowed terror. It is supposed to be guarded by creatures that draw knowledge from their ancestors. Tales tell it is close to this town but I don't have it on my map. As for why I am looking, I was chased away by those who worhsip some new gods or ideals or someother Faen imaginings."

I talk too much, Charon. Friendly faces and fresh water for the first time in a week will do that I guess.

 

[Liminal Syzygy]

"Ahem..."

 

[rangerjohn]

Danwyn

"Yes Pyior? You wanted something? I'm not sure who's attention you wanted."

 

[Gideon]

"I just don't believe in the gods many of your race create." Ritsar says with a shrug. "You, of course, can believe anything you want. I meant no offense."

That's why you do, i mean did, the talking Charon

 

[Liminal Syzygy]

Pyior's eyes narrow as he addresses the Litorian, "I find it intriguing that chance has brought you into town the same morning that we arrived. The innkeeper himself has proclaimed it an odd coincedence. It's facinating that upon meeting us you immediately proclaim your enmity against the Litorian cult. Yet almost in the same breath, perhaps inadvertantly, you show what might be a deep seeded distrust in other races, and an unfortunate ignorance of the religious beliefs of my people."

 

[Erekose13]

"Come, come Pyior such suspicion is unfounded. I will admit that disrepect to your gods was also unneccessary, but he has appologized. Ritsar please share a table with us, that we might dispell this tense moment." Ys-Korros says, trying to calm everyone down.