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Even Newer(er) Tavern Thread: The Hanged Man
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*The quiet taverns doors creak open as a short being clad entirely in mounds of steel wades into the bar. His armor still covered and caked in the dried blood of his previous adventure. He pauses a moment to look around.*
Hmm..odd. Rather quiet in here for this time of day.
*He continues to wade forwards further into the bar his armor rattling as he did so. Smoke bellowed all around him as he puffed heavily upon his cigar. He made his way to an empty table and hopped up into the chair. With a sigh of relaxation he placed his boots upon the table and leaned back in the chair tilting it back upon it's rear legs. Placing his arms behind his head, he continued to puff upon his cigar.*
Guess there's nothing to do but wait for them there barkeep to get here in here. I hope that be soon I am rather thirsty.
*He closed his eyes and relaxed.*
[sblock=OOC]Level 4 (Almost 5) Goblin Paladin. Looking for fast paced group to rp with.[/sblock]
Hmm..odd. Rather quiet in here for this time of day.
*He continues to wade forwards further into the bar his armor rattling as he did so. Smoke bellowed all around him as he puffed heavily upon his cigar. He made his way to an empty table and hopped up into the chair. With a sigh of relaxation he placed his boots upon the table and leaned back in the chair tilting it back upon it's rear legs. Placing his arms behind his head, he continued to puff upon his cigar.*
Guess there's nothing to do but wait for them there barkeep to get here in here. I hope that be soon I am rather thirsty.
*He closed his eyes and relaxed.*
[sblock=OOC]Level 4 (Almost 5) Goblin Paladin. Looking for fast paced group to rp with.[/sblock]
*After a long moment in time. Kauldron stretches and yawns. Taking his lit cigar out of his mouth to flick the ashen end off. He opens his eyes and looks around.*
Hmmm...still no one here.
*He shrugs then lowers his chair back down tot he ground and places his feet back on the ground as well. Placing his cigar back into his mouth, he takes a long pull and bellows out another large cloud of smoke. Then moves out of the tavern itself.*
Hmmm...still no one here.
*He shrugs then lowers his chair back down tot he ground and places his feet back on the ground as well. Placing his cigar back into his mouth, he takes a long pull and bellows out another large cloud of smoke. Then moves out of the tavern itself.*
stonegod
Spawn of Khyber/LEB Judge
Pushing open the door soon after the place reopens, a well-dressed drow enters the Hanged Man. His high collared coat indicates a man of means, as does the custom-action hand crossbow as his side. The man spares a glance at the various relics hanging from the wall before taking a lounging seat at one of the tables.
Damen Bane. Now that this racket business is taken care of, where is this adventure I have been hearing about?[sblock=OOC]Damen Bane, Drow Thief 6, replacing my retired sorcerer.[/sblock]
Damen Bane. Now that this racket business is taken care of, where is this adventure I have been hearing about?[sblock=OOC]Damen Bane, Drow Thief 6, replacing my retired sorcerer.[/sblock]
An insectoid creature staggers in from the melee outside, helping another badly wounded man through the door. "You sit here friend Aedan." He leans past the unoccupied bar and grabs a bottle.
"This appears to be medicinal. Please remind me to pay friend Sam for this when he gets back here."
Drawing the vial of elemental corpse water from his belt, he grabs a handful of shot glasses. "When the others get in here, we will toast our victory with this!"
"This appears to be medicinal. Please remind me to pay friend Sam for this when he gets back here."
Drawing the vial of elemental corpse water from his belt, he grabs a handful of shot glasses. "When the others get in here, we will toast our victory with this!"
Iron Sky
Procedurally Generated
THE DOOR SLAMS OPEN AND A GALLANT WARFORGED KNIGHT STRIDES INTO THE TAVERN, a warforged says as he enters the Hanged Man.
HE SCANS THE ROOM, RAISING HIS HANDS TO HALT THE SPONTANEOUS CHEERS THAT ERUPT WHENEVER HE ARRIVES. Yeah, not so much.
He walks over to the table near the insect, takes one of the shot glasses, and raises it into the air. TO OUR GREAT VICTORY IN THE BATTLE OUTSIDE. WELL FOUGHT GOOD SIRS AND MADAMS AND INSECTOIDS OF UN-IMPLICIT PERCEPTIBLE GENDER. A TOAST TO THE LORDS OF AWESOME FOR BLESSING OUR WEAPONS AND RUGGED PHYSIQUES WITH THE COURAGE AND FORTITUDE AND SHEER STUDLINESS TO WIN THE DAY!
HE SCANS THE ROOM, RAISING HIS HANDS TO HALT THE SPONTANEOUS CHEERS THAT ERUPT WHENEVER HE ARRIVES. Yeah, not so much.
He walks over to the table near the insect, takes one of the shot glasses, and raises it into the air. TO OUR GREAT VICTORY IN THE BATTLE OUTSIDE. WELL FOUGHT GOOD SIRS AND MADAMS AND INSECTOIDS OF UN-IMPLICIT PERCEPTIBLE GENDER. A TOAST TO THE LORDS OF AWESOME FOR BLESSING OUR WEAPONS AND RUGGED PHYSIQUES WITH THE COURAGE AND FORTITUDE AND SHEER STUDLINESS TO WIN THE DAY!
OnlytheStrong
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Jynxx walks in surprisingly quietly. He sits in a chair in the corner of the room.
Aidan Reed
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Aedan sits quietly next to the Thri-kreen, observing everyone entering the Tavern.
Mewness
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A kobold enters the tavern, looking as though he has already had a little too much to drink. He carries a nifty-looking scimitar and a curved dagger with a big fancy guard, but any flair that these weapons might lend his appearance is more than offset by the ludicrous fringes on his hide armor. Suddenly remembering the custom of stating one's name as one enters, he says, "Oh! ... It's Papolstaanas. But, um, I'm not really an adventurer, so, you know, I guess it doesn't matter that much." He finds an unoccupied bench, heaves his backpack onto it, and sits down on top of it. "Can I have a..." he pauses to think about what would do well as a follow-up to the fine brandy he just drank, but loses track of his own line of thought and doesn't end up finishing his request. Instead he asks nobody in particular, "Say, what was that big fight about, anyway?"
kristoaster
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"Dante," Dante announces as he steps into the tavern. "One of the Dantes, anyway," he mutters under his breath. "I think the barman is still outside, Papolst... Papol. He got into a fight." The githzerai takes a seat at the bar, watching the rest of the combatants filter in. On his back is a shiny new sword.
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