City of Orussus, The Red Dragon Inn IX

[Velmont]

The tournament is going up in town

Curly, on of the bartender who help Joe, finish to wash the glasses and clean the bar. Once he is satisfied he tells to Joe. "I'll be gone for a few hours. I want to see the race. It starts at the roadwarden station on Fallon's road. I still can take the break to see it?" Joe nods. Curly take his jacket under the bar and leaves, nodding at the bouncer as he open the door and leaving

 

[Heckler]

Octavio bounds down the stairs back into the common room. Instead of the finer clothing he wore previously, he is now dressed simply (yet stylish) in a pair of dark breeches and a brown shirt.

"Ah, that's better," he says, while stretching out, "practicle, yet pleasing to the eye. And I won't mind overmuch if these get soiled. Anyone else for the race? We've just enough time to make it."

He then follows Curly out the door to the Roadwardens station.

 

[DerHauptman]

Zurd (a remarkably nonorcish appearing 1/2-Orc) strides up to the table, having changed out of his armor and into a dashing set of Grey trousers, an immaculately pressed white shirt with a flowing light blue cape with his foppish cap with a new feather (somewhat less resplendent than the last, notable belonging to a speckled hen).

He smiles and the group in greeting then addresses the dwarf.

What-ho! Who is this my friends (pouring on all of his charm) who has joined us for a drink?

Just then a soaking wet but cleaner Kurg (dog) comes walking slowly up to the group stopping and shaking himself a little before he sits down at Zurd feet. <making a loud hurmph>

Clean and neat we are indeed Kurg, I'll brook no insolence on that mater.

The dog looks at Zurd and covers both eyes with his paws as if to hide.

Good boy!

 

[D20Dazza]

The redhead extends her hand to the rotund dwarf....."then any compensation for your services must come from valuables still to be recovered. What would you think fair?"

Kyle shakes the extended hand vigorously "That sounds like an exceedingly fair deal m'lady" he says with a smile "So, about that food then eh? What can I get ya? Nothing like a good meal to seal a pact"

What-ho! Who is this my friends (pouring on all of his charm) who has joined us for a drink?.....Good boy!

"Good day old fellow, my name is Kyle, servant of Geoth, gorger of food, swiller of wine and doer of good" he says as he stuffs some cheese in his mouth and quickly follows it up with a healthy slurp from his mug of ale. "Amazing dog you have there. Can I perchance buy both of you some grub?"

 

[DerHauptman]

[qoute=D20Dazza]...and doer of good...[/quote]

Zurd's mind zero's in on this comment.

Crap, another do gooder, what will we we have to put up with now sermons and Klut-mutk! Seems like an amicable cuss though we can get rid of him if his preaching becomes a sore subject - I'm sure Kol and Payne will tire of it as quickly as I.

It has been decided you are joining us then? See what you miss if you step out for a bath Kurg? <looking at the dog> I guess since you like the dog I'm willing to accept the parties judgment on your joining. Understand, "we" are known as the Incidentals. Perhaps with you happening to walk in right as we need a healer we should change to the Coincidentals?

Putting out his hand as well, Zurd is hoping the dwarf will clasp his elbow instead of the effete human custom of shaking the hand only - it seems too...well...too.

So...do you know how to prepare a lizardman diner other than roasting? Not bad that way mind you but I like diversity in my food.

 

[D20Dazza]

Kyle reaches out and shakes Zurd's hand "Nice strong name that, Zurd" he says with a laugh "The Coincedentals, I like it" he guffaws as he wipes a tear away from the corner of his eye. Turning to a subject he loves the dwarf chef says "We'll I haven't had the opportunity to cook with lizard but I'm sure I could do something creative with it. With our last group I made them a lovely ettercarp stew, superb it was, threw in some thyme, rosemary and sorrel, some taters and wild onions. Just flew out of the pot it did."

 

[DerHauptman]

Nothing beats a good meal and conversation.

My companions, now yours as well, didn't appreciate the fine art of eating ones enemies, where I grew up it was a mater of survival not mere savagery. Well, maybe the sport before the meal but....

You know some think the orc dull and savage and for the most part its true but I can verily say to you that you have to understand the race.

They know nothing but what they need to survive - the "higher" races take all the fertile land they are relegated to the mountains or rocky hills where food is scarce, they raid to get raw materials and finished products because that is all they know.

I will one day take my tribe to another level, bring in agriculture and skills all I need is an understanding lord to give us some land and leave us unmolested for a couple generations - perhaps supply some food if a crop fails etc. Then in the end imagine the lord who could call into service 100 orc warriors when he needs them - they likely won't balk at leaving their home and lands to campaign and they would devastate any peasant army if taught the right methods and how to fight in ranks.

Perhaps I am dreaming but mayhap one day when Lokin here is a lord himself he'll give me the the chance to prove the orc race is misunderstood.

Anyways, I digress as you will find I often do...

 

[orsal]

Kongu smiles at the discussion of food. "Lizardman-flesh is an acquired taste, I am sure, but with your artistry at work I am sure I could acquire it much faster. Is it agreed, then that Mr. Kyle join our group as an equal member, to share in the dangers we face and in the rewards?"

 

[TwistedMindInc]

Having done her part of staying quiet for some time, the hooded brooding figure leans forth a bit to allow pools to wash over the hefty dwarf.. before settling back into her chair. It's not until she speaks that its clear its a female. Whiskey soaked vocals roll off a sharp tongue.. directed to the table. ``Don't look much like a preacher, eh guys? Well, as long as you keep your thoughts to yeself 'bout yer God, I'm game.`` Payne hadn't even noticed Zurd having dashed off to clean up. Nodding to him as he returns. ``Kurg, nice to see you up and about again..`` Her hand drops under the table.. calling the dog over.

 

[DerHauptman]

Kurg wags his tail in anticipation and goes over to Payne for the attention.

Secretly, Zurd envy's the dog....<sigh>