City of Orussus, The Red Dragon Inn IX

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Phoenix follows Lookspring out of the Inn and on their way to their next job. "See ya later, Korash. Sorry ya didn't feel like going this time."
 
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Daeualas

A slender elf clad in studded leather steps into the tavern. He takes a moment to take in his surroundings before locating an empty seat at the bar.

Good day barkeep. I would like to look at a menu if that is possible.

Daeualas, glad to be done with his travel, adjusts himself on the barstool so that he may relieve some of the stress he has recently put on his feet.

"Thank Grendath the journey was safe.", Dae thinks for his travels could have been frought with more peril. However, some excitement would have been welcome.
 

The head Bartender, Joe, points to a sign above his head that reads, "Introduce yourself before you make requests of others."
 

Bran Olvant

A blonde man wearing purple with a lute strapped over his back enters. "Ah well, I guess the desert isn't for me," he says. He sits down at a table and orders a drink.
 

Joe Smith looked at Bran, then at Daeualas, then back at Bran. He shook his head. Then, struggling to be polite, he asked, "Do either of you fine gentlemen read the written Common tongue?"
 

Forgive me kind sir, I am a bit weary from my travels. I am Daeualas, but my friends call me Dae. Ive come to this city in search of adventure, friendship, and perhaps even a little coin. If you have any leads to where I may get any of those things, or even a hot meal, please let me know.
 

IamTheTest said:
I am Daeualas, but my friends call me Dae. Ive come to this city in search of adventure, friendship, and perhaps even a little coin.
Joe gave a slight smile and nodded. "Order what you'd like. No charge." He then directed one of the bargirls to take Dae's order and went off to supervise the delivery of a few kegs of ale.
 

A man wearing fine clothing, showing a light and silvery chainshirt and having at his belt a high quality rapier and a dagger with the symbl of Monemvassia on the sheat enter. [SBLOCK=Terran]"And that is the Red Dragon Inn. Joe is a nice man, not very talkative, but he know how to run business. And you need to present yourself when you enter the place... in common."[/SBLOCK]

Another man follow him, an older man, who wears a nicely made full plate mail, with fine decoration at the dragon head on the chest. He also where a pendant in form of a ountain, with the same dragonhead engraved on it. [SBLOCK=Terran]"In common... I'll try, but I still have difficulty."[/SBLOCK]

"Hi, my name is Rinaldo di Senzio, merchant of magical item and spell component. Hi Joe, sorry, I don't have your spices, I've quit the business."

Joe shrugs, it doesn't seems to bother him much.

"Hi, my... name... is... Hogath Vradlik. I... am... follower... of... Gundar and... Rinaldo's friend."

"Nice, your common is quite good. With time, you,ll speak more fluently." tells Rinaldo to Hogarth

[SBLOCK=Terran]"Thanks, common is not too hard to speak, I just need to get use to it."[/SBLOCK] answers Hogarth to Rinaldo.

"Joe, two glasses of wine, and some lamb too." asks Rinaldo. Both men go to a table and sits down, awaiting there command.
 

Quarion Holimion, Elven Druid

In walks an elf, tall and thin, enters the Inn common room. His dress is simple, drab colors. Tangled in his long hair are leaves and twigs. His shirt is cotton, a drab grey, with a forest green vest covering it. His hands are leathery and calloused, at his belt hang brown hide gloves, apparently never used. Tied around his forehead is the cleanest piece of clothing on the elf, a white strip of cloth with an eye in the center. The elf has a wise smile on his face, as though he knows everything worth knowing.

With an air of extreme confidence, but well founded confidence, he states, "My name is Quarion Holimion, druid of the Forest and the god of Nature, Verdante. I am here to spread the word of preservation and to do what I can to make the world a more natural place." He stands at the bar and asks Joe for a glass of wine. "And for this." He grins as he raises his glass in a toast. He tips it back for a small sip, and he savors the taste of good elven wine.
 

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