City of Orussus, The Red Dragon Inn X

[Bront]

OOC: Slave from a different city, and she didn't exactly advertise it. There's more to her story as well, which admitedly some of which was a bit too contrived and turned into a good concept gone bad.

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: Ah, true. The medieval thing is still Lawful Evil though So Lasair isn't making groundless accusations--it's just as she says: the institution is too entrenched to remove him )

 

[Bront]

OOC: It would have been an ammusing posse to try though. Anyway, I'll return this to your regularly scheduled tavern talk. Looks like a few people answered your "Sir" question. Knowing Lasair, the responce could be entertaining.

 

[Trouvere]

Galwynn smiles, and exchanges glances with Rapture. He taps his nose, and winks.

Rapture smiles back and takes a sip of her wine.

Keldar, observing, laughs. "Without trials and tribulations, no one can become a saint," he says, in pious tones.

 

[Rystil Arden]

Rapture winces at the word slave being batted around and grows quiet.

Rapture recites, as if from a script she has memorized painstakingly, "M'lord or m'lady is the polite way to refer to gentleman or lady to make them feel special and noble. Sir and madam or lady are also acceptable, but more common. Names are used only by request."

"So sir is for a woman too then?" Lasair wonders "And if 'Lord' and 'Lady' are also a replacement for the name, then what about examples like 'Lady Niobe' or 'Lord Pician' or 'Lord Westmoreland' where the name is also present? I do not understand this--is it a way to indicate a person's vhal? But then how would one know that for a stranger."

 

[Solange]

Keldar, observing, laughs. "Without trials and tribulations, no one can become a saint," he says, in pious tones.

Rapture chuckles, "So are you some trial we must endure?"

"So sir is for a woman too then?" Lasair wonders "And if 'Lord' and 'Lady' are also a replacement for the name, then what about examples like 'Lady Niobe' or 'Lord Pician' or 'Lord Westmoreland' where the name is also present? I do not understand this--is it a way to indicate a person's vhal? But then how would one know that for a stranger."

"Not usually m'lady, but it can be. Lord and Lady before a name usually means that there is some official title, though it can be used simply to convey reverence of them. For someone who's name you do not know, you can only be polite and assume and treat them as if they have a title. It is best though to treat any master as a Lord or Lady," Rapture says. "Person, person as a Lord or Lady."

 

[Scott DeWar]

"Herr Palidin, donka...this Mayor, if he be evil, then glory und honor be fur removink him? und question number two: may i join you if to covinktoon you go?"

Though the lad can't be over 16, it is apperent there is pain behind his stare to the paladin...almost like he needs to reconcile something....

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

The tavern door swings open and Rasereit pops back in. He tugs his beard at Pendrake and waves at Lasair, but his business is with Joe. "Ah'm goin' on a ship, mate. ... A Dragonsbreath, to go. A lot." Joe grins and prepares something in a flask. It hisses and steams. Joe says, "The flask'll cost ye." Rasereit nods and puts some coin on the bar. He puts the flask in his pack and heads out. "Not fer the o' heart," he says to Galwynn, tossing Pendrake a wink on the side. And with that, Rasereit leaves for good.

 

[Trouvere]

Rapture chuckles, "So are you some trial we must endure?"

"Some trials turn out to be blessings, do they not?" says Keldar. Then with a gentle smile, he comes out with yet more doggerel rhyming:

"To set a fine example,
To be a moral guide,
I must annoy through foolishness
That can some virtues hide.
For when you try to imitate,
You sometimes will exceed,
And rare success o'er those who're best,
Is what all strivers need."

 

[Richard Rawen]

"If you need funds, Richard, you need but ask me," Lasair offers, although she is not addressed.

"Really!?" The young fighter's enthusiasm is quickly clouded by the confused and conflicted look upon his face. "I mean, well... I really appreciate that." Thinking of his battered gear and total lack of healing supplies, Richard wonders how much he would need.

OOC: Will the shops take any trade value - ie 10-25% of book in trade? I'm thinking a used Bastardsword to upgrade to a Masterwork, perhaps even Keen. Also wondering where to look for ENWorld pricing - is the SRD acceptable?

"Thank you, Richard. I'd like get away from the current conversation as it is," Rinya replies sharply. She'll then head quickly upstairs.

Richard nods reply to Rinya then watches the wild Elf ascend the stairs. Turning back to Rystil, the bulky young man - accustomed to his plate most day and night - sketches an akward bow. "You are most generous m'Lady, I will go find out what my expenses are and if you can help then I will gladly accept.

[sblock=Richard]I spoke with Dungannon. He's trying to get all his games wrapped up so he can take a break. So Lucien won't be joining us.[/sblock]

[sblock=Rinya,(Dungannon)]Darnit. Was fun gaming with Lucien! Hopefully he'll wander back in when the mood strikes - sooner than later =-)
I wonder if Rowan is napping or ?
Well, I'll keep an ear open for a couple openings for meat shields... oh and I left a packet of spices in the tub - enjoy! *grins*[/sblock]

Leaving Galwynn to his fit of pique, Keldar approaches Richard. "People seem touchy today," he says. "What in the conversation upset your friend, lady Starflower? She seemed not to appreciate my song earlier, either, though I sang it for her, and for my friend Rapture. Yes, it was my singing you heard. Actually, I'm working on a short rhyme, for another friend of mine." He nods his head backwards in the direction he walked from, then chants softly:

Hurrying to Covington,
Swiftly through the grass,
I saw a grouchy paladin,
With a stick stuck up his –
Ask me his name,
Ask me it quick,
They call him Galwynn,
But Galwynn is a –
Prickles on the bushes,
Fruit on the trees,
Halina must be desperate,
With servants such as these.

He winks and puts a finger to his lips.

OOC - off to bed; no one kill Keldar while I'm asleep

Richard literally stares at Keldar, the naive youth simply amazed that the "bard" would be pushing the buttons on so many people, a Paladin first among them! While the young fighter is accustomed to rough jokes among guards and the like, he's simply unaccustomed to the "gentry" and their "wit".
"Um, Rinya's just tired from the road, plus she's got a fine temper, she'll be alright... or she'll whack ya and then she'll be alright... " Shrugging his shoulders, Richard turns back to Rystil when Keldar moves on. He drinks his ale and allows her to think over her reply, amidst all the other banter going on in the lively tavern.