Clutches of Evil - IC: Chapter One

[Nonlethal Force]

Keryth, Byntrou, Bahruul, Gav:

Gav (OOC:NPCed for the moment out of necessity) struts up to the the two Boes and Keryth with his hands in his pockets. "Well, I know I had a successful day. Hopefully you all had fun loking for that bowmaker ... should we head inside?"

Inside the main serving room it is possible to spot a couple of tables open; but the tables that are open look like they are for a large party - six chairs are around each of the two open tables. The rest of the serving area is pretty full and waiters and waitresses are bustling about. The fairly thick crowd of people makes it difficult to spot anyone or anything in particular - although Byntrou, Gav, Keryth, and Bahruul can try.

The patrons of the Rusty anchor give Bahruul and Byntrou a good long glance, but these same people also notice their large size and their rather imposing presence. Convinced that subtlety is better than obnoxiousness, these people turn back to their dinner conversations and figure that they are best left along unless the two Boes should draw attention to themselves.

Across the room, Endoo is sitting at a table for two. There is a young female Aetos with him providing company. He looks in the general direction of the party and notices their entry, but does not smile or do anything in particular to signify to an onlooker that he recognizes the group that just entered. Pwent appears to be hanging around the bar area for the time being. Destiny seems to have found a group of halflings that she is trading stories stories with. She also looks over and notices the group's entry. Not wanting to tip off that she knows the party, she cracks her knuckles as she looks away from the party and back to the halflings that she is mingling with.

Pwent:

Ther est of the party enters the Rusty Anchor. Across the room, Endoo is sitting at a table for two. There is a young female Aetos with him providing company. He looks in the general direction of the bar and notices Pwent's entry, but does not smile or do anything in particular to signify to an onlooker that he recognizes Pwent. Destiny seems to have found a group of halflings that she is trading stories stories with. She also looks over and notices the group's entry. Not wanting to tip off that she knows the party, she cracks her knuckles as she looks away from the party and back to the halflings that she is mingling with.

 

[magic_gathering2001]

Pwent, seeing his companions begins to look for the merchant

 

[jkason]

Byntrou

Byntrou leans in to Keryth and whispers, "I don't suppose you caught the name of our ... potential sponsor? Or should we just look for the most obnoxious human throwing money and condescension about?"

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

“No I don’t believe a name was mentioned, but I’m sure it won’t be too hard to find such a man...he won’t be able to restrain himself. Perhaps he’ll come right up to us as you two draw a lot of attention...he may even insult Bahruul which would make our task a lot easier,” Keryth whispers, grinning at the end of his last statement.

 

[jkason]

Byntrou

"Indeed," Byntrou returns, then nods to an empty table. "Well, in the meantime, how about we take a seat, though it seems we'll have to be ordering water for the moment. Unless you managed to secure any funds on your trip to the temple?"

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

Sitting, Keryth replies, “No funds, but we did arrange to meet the priests again in the morning about a task we might pursue for them...they were looking for a group of people to hunt down a temple that has not been heard from for a few months. Sadly we could only speak to an acolyte today who didn't have any other information, so I don't know if it pays anything, but it sounds like a worthy cause.”

 

[Nonlethal Force]

Pwent:

In the far corner from where Pwent sits at the bar, Pwent can see a table that seems to have more room around it than the rest. There is a decent crowd of people around this table, but the man sitting with his back against the wall seems to look as if he could be the merchant Pwent seeks to see. As a waitress brings this man's meal over to him and puts it on the table in front of him, he takes a long lustful look at her and gives her a pat on the butt. She jumps a little bit as if she was startled and starts to give the man a nasty glance. But she recovers nicely and insteads puts on a smile as she walks away.

Byntrou, Bahruul, Gav, Keryth:

Gav (NPCed out of necessity again) pulls out enough gold coins to cover the party's meal. "Leave it up to the youthful to have to pay ..." he adds with a smile.

As the party discusses, a waitress approaches the table muttering under her breath. "If I had a gold piece for every time that slime has touched my ...."

She stops, recomposes herself and puts on a real smile as she looks at each of you. "I'm sorry, you didn't hear any of that, okay?" She winks at Keryth, feeling him to be the most 'physically' like herself. "So, guys, what can I get for you to eat tonight?"

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

Keryth smiles at the woman warmly, returning her wink he says innocently, “Heard what my dear?” He then ponders for several moments while continuing to hold the waitresses gaze in a flirtatious manner. “Hmm, well seeing as our young friend is treating us to this fine meal I’ll leave that up to him,” he says nodding towards Gav.

 

[jkason]

Byntrou

Byntrou, still not quite used to human social interaction, lets their clerical member take the lead, settling back in his chair and trying to look for their merchant mark in the direction the human female came from.

 

[Nonlethal Force]

Byntrou, Keryth, Bahruul, Gav:

Gav looks up to the waitress and says, "Whatever gives the the most amount of meat and potatoes for the least amount of gold will be ideal. My friends and I haven't eaten since breakfast and we could use a refill."

The waitress listens to Gav but voluntarily holds Keryth's flirtatious gaze. She slowly sticks just the tip of her tongue out before pulling it back into her mouth - along with her lower lip to wet it. Continuing her gaze she adds, "I think I can get you all something to suit your needs." She then smiles broadly, winks once more at Keryth, and breaks the glace and turns to head for the kitchen. "I'll be right back with with your order." She walks with a swagger that states significant confidence in her ability to enjoy and accomplish her line of work.

Bahruul lets out a quick snort and looks to Byntrou, "Humans and their talking. I much prefer being in the woods and being wrestled to the ground. There is no confusing that action!"