magic_gathering2001
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Pwents Stomach rumbles as he looks for someone to order food from...
Clutches of Evil - IC: Chapter One
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Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric
“Take Gav’s bowl Pwent, I don’t think he’ll be back for it with the trouble he’s in...it’s not like we got started before the trouble with Dreeves,” Keryth says pointing towards where Gav was sitting as he sit down to begin his own meal.
“Take Gav’s bowl Pwent, I don’t think he’ll be back for it with the trouble he’s in...it’s not like we got started before the trouble with Dreeves,” Keryth says pointing towards where Gav was sitting as he sit down to begin his own meal.
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Nonlethal Force
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Destiny looks to the bowl and notices that everyone has one in front of them but herself and Pwent. She adds, "Please, mighty warrior." She adds in a teasing tone, "After the beating you took you need some food!" She smile at Pwent to let him know she is totally kidding. "But seriously. The halflings over there and I had a little to eat before the sparks flew. So I'm stuffed. By all means, take it."
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Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric
“I’m sure we can get another bowl for you Destiny, never fear,” Keryth stands looking for Dahlia, when he spots her he approaches not giving Destiny a chance to refuse.
Nonlethal Force
[SBLOCK]“Meeting again so soon it must be fate Dahlia,” he says smiling, “If it’s not too much of a bother could we get another bowl and a couple of ales.” As he is about to return to their table he asks flirtatiously with a glint in his eye, “Can we speak about your note and such after you finish work perhaps?”[/SBLOCK]
“I’m sure we can get another bowl for you Destiny, never fear,” Keryth stands looking for Dahlia, when he spots her he approaches not giving Destiny a chance to refuse.
Nonlethal Force
[SBLOCK]“Meeting again so soon it must be fate Dahlia,” he says smiling, “If it’s not too much of a bother could we get another bowl and a couple of ales.” As he is about to return to their table he asks flirtatiously with a glint in his eye, “Can we speak about your note and such after you finish work perhaps?”[/SBLOCK]
magic_gathering2001
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Pwent seizes the opportunity and takes both meals and starts eating ravenously, after all it's only the second meal of the day.
Nonlethal Force
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Keryth:
[Sblock]Dahlia looks startled at first and apologizes to Keryth's first comment. "Of course, I'll be right there. Didn't mean to make you feel neglected ... just rough getting things back under control ..." With the addition of the second comment she eases a bit and smiles, "I'd imagine a meeting could certainly be arranged. "I don't leave work until the food service and the drinking is over, though, and that is well after the sun goes down. But if you don't mind me smelling like tavern food and spilled ale, I'll be glad to meet." She returns another warm smile.[/Sblock]
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The meal passes uneventfully. Dahlia comes by with several ales and refills of the stew-like mixture for all who want them. She comments about how tonights meal has been determined to being picked up by the merchant Dreeves, who hopes to smooth things over and is desperately sorry for causing so much trouble to such people of obvious power. She winks after saying this and adds that Endoo has the merchant Dreeves well between a rock and a hard spot.
As the party finishes its meal, Endoo approaches the table. "It is getting on in the evening, gentlemen. I must retire. I have already paid for your meal and added it to the merchant Dreeves' personal tab with me at his request. I do hope that you enjoy and feel that the results of the evening were well worth your modest effort. I'd hate to bore you witht he numbers and all, but the good merchant over there has agree to pay a years worth of retribution for personal liberties he has taken with waitstaff here. I should think they will appreciate the merchant's generosity. I don't doubt that it will be too long before his ties to the Black Market resurface, but tonight's embarassment will hamper his effectiveness for a while at least. My only real fear is how this will affect the robberies. They may decrease for a little while as his network is now compromised - but there will always be people to step into Dirk's place. And if they cannot be stopped, then when they resume they may be at greater force to make up for lost time. But that is in the future and yet to be seen."
He pauses for a moment, waiting to see if there is any last requests before he takes his leave. In all, he seems quite pleased with the turn of events this evening.
[Sblock]Dahlia looks startled at first and apologizes to Keryth's first comment. "Of course, I'll be right there. Didn't mean to make you feel neglected ... just rough getting things back under control ..." With the addition of the second comment she eases a bit and smiles, "I'd imagine a meeting could certainly be arranged. "I don't leave work until the food service and the drinking is over, though, and that is well after the sun goes down. But if you don't mind me smelling like tavern food and spilled ale, I'll be glad to meet." She returns another warm smile.[/Sblock]
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The meal passes uneventfully. Dahlia comes by with several ales and refills of the stew-like mixture for all who want them. She comments about how tonights meal has been determined to being picked up by the merchant Dreeves, who hopes to smooth things over and is desperately sorry for causing so much trouble to such people of obvious power. She winks after saying this and adds that Endoo has the merchant Dreeves well between a rock and a hard spot.
As the party finishes its meal, Endoo approaches the table. "It is getting on in the evening, gentlemen. I must retire. I have already paid for your meal and added it to the merchant Dreeves' personal tab with me at his request. I do hope that you enjoy and feel that the results of the evening were well worth your modest effort. I'd hate to bore you witht he numbers and all, but the good merchant over there has agree to pay a years worth of retribution for personal liberties he has taken with waitstaff here. I should think they will appreciate the merchant's generosity. I don't doubt that it will be too long before his ties to the Black Market resurface, but tonight's embarassment will hamper his effectiveness for a while at least. My only real fear is how this will affect the robberies. They may decrease for a little while as his network is now compromised - but there will always be people to step into Dirk's place. And if they cannot be stopped, then when they resume they may be at greater force to make up for lost time. But that is in the future and yet to be seen."
He pauses for a moment, waiting to see if there is any last requests before he takes his leave. In all, he seems quite pleased with the turn of events this evening.
Byntrou
Byn smiles ruefully as the little thief bolts out the door, wondering if Destiny's right, and the boy's left to live on his own once again. He had a soft spot for the little cutpurse, but Byn understood that sometimes, running was the only thing that made sense.
He dug into his food with a wink to his herdmate, thankful their ruse seemed to have worked, amused further as Pwent once again put his food storage skills on display.
At Endoo's details on the merchant Dreeves, Byntrou simply bows his head.
"I'm glad we could help, though I agree our work likely isn't done. I believe we'll be discussing our options this evening. In a single day, we seem to have managed to build quite a list."
He'll wait until the others have asked anything they need to of Endoo before continuing. The man has certainly proved himself honest, but the Bous decides--and Delcoi's wiser contentment in his mind seems to agree--that the fewer people know their specific plans, the better able they'll be to pull them off.
Byn smiles ruefully as the little thief bolts out the door, wondering if Destiny's right, and the boy's left to live on his own once again. He had a soft spot for the little cutpurse, but Byn understood that sometimes, running was the only thing that made sense.
He dug into his food with a wink to his herdmate, thankful their ruse seemed to have worked, amused further as Pwent once again put his food storage skills on display.
At Endoo's details on the merchant Dreeves, Byntrou simply bows his head.
"I'm glad we could help, though I agree our work likely isn't done. I believe we'll be discussing our options this evening. In a single day, we seem to have managed to build quite a list."
He'll wait until the others have asked anything they need to of Endoo before continuing. The man has certainly proved himself honest, but the Bous decides--and Delcoi's wiser contentment in his mind seems to agree--that the fewer people know their specific plans, the better able they'll be to pull them off.
magic_gathering2001
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Upon hearing the remark Pwent promptly orders more food, and says inbetween bites, "Wha...amphgrt...he...mphgrmn...sai...mphgrn...d!"
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Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric
Nonlethal Force
[SBLOCK]“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to rush you Dahlia, I just thought I’d save you the trouble of returning to our table to ask with all the disruption we've caused, bring them when you have the time we’re in no hurry.” Keryth smiles warmly in return, “Don’t give that a second thought my dear, the smell of tavern food and ale won’t dissuade me from returning in the least. If we do happen to leave before then I will return around closing.”[/SBLOCK]
Keryth sits and listens to Endoo’s report as he eats, nodding his head at Byntrou’s response.
Nonlethal Force
[SBLOCK]“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to rush you Dahlia, I just thought I’d save you the trouble of returning to our table to ask with all the disruption we've caused, bring them when you have the time we’re in no hurry.” Keryth smiles warmly in return, “Don’t give that a second thought my dear, the smell of tavern food and ale won’t dissuade me from returning in the least. If we do happen to leave before then I will return around closing.”[/SBLOCK]
Keryth sits and listens to Endoo’s report as he eats, nodding his head at Byntrou’s response.
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