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<blockquote data-quote="Hillsy7" data-source="post: 6756146" data-attributes="member: 6689191"><p><strong>Burrai Steelborn</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Putyuk's had filled considerably. Burrai stood in the doorway, head cocked to one side, examining the common room. Then he leaned back and looked at the vaulting catherdral ceiling of dull, iron grey clouds. <span style="color: #8b4513">~Later than I expected~</span> he thought. <span style="color: #8b4513">~Or the workers have all decided this day isn't deserving of a full shift~ </span>Either was possible. It wasn't an inspiring day; the boiling clouds would warrant only the briefest line in a story or ballad. He'd always preferred clouds - made him feel less like someone had unpeeled the world and he was going to fall upwards forever. A man shouldered past, muttering nothing pleasant, and Burrai followed him in with a shrug.</p><p></p><p>Elloral wasn't alone. That in itself wasn't a surprise; in her role as Priestess a gregarious nature was almost mandatory and to see her passing the time with a stranger was barely worthy of note. But two things caught him short: the casual words of shared experiences between the pair, and the itching sense of familiarity that scuttled lightly around the inside of his own skull. Without realising it he'd shifted two paces to the bar, putting a couple of bodies in the way. And that itch in his head tickled round and round and ro - </p><p></p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">"You Drinkin' or taking up space?"</span> A voice from behind and above snapped. One of the barmaids scowled down at him, leaning over the bar. She might've been pretty for a human, stocky and thick limbed, deep set eyes gleaming with iritation. But she was at least two foot too tall.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #8B4513">"Drinkin'"</span> He said, slipping a silver onto the counter. <span style="color: #8B4513">"Ale. Darkest you've got."</span> It was never best to cross words with barmaids; one of the most fearsome people he'd met had trounced 5 armed men with nothing but an empty bug and a serving tray. As she fetched the drink he realised his initial panic was unnecessary. Elloral was smart, wise, and most of could weigh a man's soul to the pound. If she was relaxed around this Vanlen, then there wasn't any danger. Immediate danger anyway. He took his ale with a word of thanks and went to the table. The beer was dark and earthy and delicious.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #8B4513">"I see I wasn't missed."</span> He said, placing his mug on the table and facing the gnome. Perched as he was on the pile of books he almost looked Burrai in the eye sitting down. likely he would've had Burrai not been tall for a dwarf. <span style="color: #8B4513">"So Vanlen is it? Burrai Steelborn, pleased to meet you."</span> He held out a heavy scared hand and felt the scratching annoyance of absent memory skitter in his mind twice as hard.</p><p></p><p>[OOC]Burrai checks his local history of Cabarda and his time in this area to see if that's where he remembers Vanlen from<strong><span style="color: #0000CD"> (16)</span></strong>[/OOC]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hillsy7, post: 6756146, member: 6689191"] [b]Burrai Steelborn[/b] Putyuk's had filled considerably. Burrai stood in the doorway, head cocked to one side, examining the common room. Then he leaned back and looked at the vaulting catherdral ceiling of dull, iron grey clouds. [COLOR=#8b4513]~Later than I expected~[/COLOR] he thought. [COLOR=#8b4513]~Or the workers have all decided this day isn't deserving of a full shift~ [/COLOR]Either was possible. It wasn't an inspiring day; the boiling clouds would warrant only the briefest line in a story or ballad. He'd always preferred clouds - made him feel less like someone had unpeeled the world and he was going to fall upwards forever. A man shouldered past, muttering nothing pleasant, and Burrai followed him in with a shrug. Elloral wasn't alone. That in itself wasn't a surprise; in her role as Priestess a gregarious nature was almost mandatory and to see her passing the time with a stranger was barely worthy of note. But two things caught him short: the casual words of shared experiences between the pair, and the itching sense of familiarity that scuttled lightly around the inside of his own skull. Without realising it he'd shifted two paces to the bar, putting a couple of bodies in the way. And that itch in his head tickled round and round and ro - [COLOR=#FF0000]"You Drinkin' or taking up space?"[/COLOR] A voice from behind and above snapped. One of the barmaids scowled down at him, leaning over the bar. She might've been pretty for a human, stocky and thick limbed, deep set eyes gleaming with iritation. But she was at least two foot too tall. [COLOR=#8B4513]"Drinkin'"[/COLOR] He said, slipping a silver onto the counter. [COLOR=#8B4513]"Ale. Darkest you've got."[/COLOR] It was never best to cross words with barmaids; one of the most fearsome people he'd met had trounced 5 armed men with nothing but an empty bug and a serving tray. As she fetched the drink he realised his initial panic was unnecessary. Elloral was smart, wise, and most of could weigh a man's soul to the pound. If she was relaxed around this Vanlen, then there wasn't any danger. Immediate danger anyway. He took his ale with a word of thanks and went to the table. The beer was dark and earthy and delicious. [COLOR=#8B4513]"I see I wasn't missed."[/COLOR] He said, placing his mug on the table and facing the gnome. Perched as he was on the pile of books he almost looked Burrai in the eye sitting down. likely he would've had Burrai not been tall for a dwarf. [COLOR=#8B4513]"So Vanlen is it? Burrai Steelborn, pleased to meet you."[/COLOR] He held out a heavy scared hand and felt the scratching annoyance of absent memory skitter in his mind twice as hard. [OOC]Burrai checks his local history of Cabarda and his time in this area to see if that's where he remembers Vanlen from[B][COLOR=#0000CD] (16)[/COLOR][/B][/OOC] [/QUOTE]
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